Dark Girls Have All The Fun
It’s the ultimate rejection of everything India thinks about dark women.
It’s the ultimate rejection of everything India thinks about dark women.
The path to healing has plateaus more than valleys & troughs. This is a suicide pact with my life as a writer.
The people at HeroPress asked me to chronicle my journey into Wordpress. It turned into a personal saga.
The first time time I read ‘The Last Chance Saloon’, I didn’t like what it did to me. Which is not to say that I didn’t like it.
I hit the gym today for my first personal training session. And it brought up a sweet memory of a college crush.
This is something I wrote at one of Rochelle’s workshops. I haven’t edited it too much and I might consider performing it. Then again, once I put it out there, I might not need to anymore. This is a delayed poem for the April 2015 A to Z Challenge. ~O~O~O~O~O~ Four…
I was going to slack off on C which is the real letter of today’s April A to Z Challenge. But then I read this and it pushed me to write what I did. Not even a tenth as good but it is poetry. — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — I stopped at 16It was time to leave…
Ask me anything, he says.
She thinks about how to translate that in her head, into the language of her.