Greetings! I write to you in high spirits while still mourning. Ma'Khia Bryant's murder is heavy on our hearts and I just want to tell you something. I am so sorry that Black Girlhood© forced us to grow up faster than our non-Black peers. To be 10 and seen as 18 scarred us in ways … Continue reading To My Former Co-Workers of Black Girls™
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Fascists Are Just Mad They Peaked in High School, So They Shoot It Up While Still A Student – A Personal Essay
It's very telling how fascism is such a big deal now that white people are going to have to put up with it's bullshit, even though... They've always had to put up with it, just like the minorities do.When I was 10 Columbine happened and then 9/11 happened when I was 12. Safety for a … Continue reading Fascists Are Just Mad They Peaked in High School, So They Shoot It Up While Still A Student – A Personal Essay
Depravity: A Personal Essay
de·prav·i·tymoral corruption; wickedness To watch your country fall apart for the simple, morally decent of wearing and mask and scream and yell about their rights like a toddler is a sort of Hell I didn't think I could imagine. Oh, sure, racism is a Hell all on its own, but as Joel Robinson from Mystery … Continue reading Depravity: A Personal Essay
I Have A Patreon
It's for commissions! If you would like for me to write a story for you or a loved one during these times, feel free to hit up my Patreon or feel free to message me. But please check out my Pateron for rates! They are reasonably priced and you will receive them within a timely … Continue reading I Have A Patreon
The Ship
The river of stars bubbled, cooed and hiccuped, making the astronaut stir from their slumber. The river of greens, blues, purples and silver lapped at the astronaut's legs, engulfing their shins in cosmic dust.The astronaut's suit felt abnormally heavy, crushing their spine and ribs into the red and yellow sands of the universe. They slowly … Continue reading The Ship
The Love Machine Broke: AKA Kanye Is My “Daddy”
I have talked about suffering in silence and being alone when it came to me struggling. This past weekend, I had a major breakdown and deactivated social media accounts here and there and I honestly can say I was triggered into having a PTSD episode because of Mr. "Leave Your Ass for A White Girl" West. … Continue reading The Love Machine Broke: AKA Kanye Is My “Daddy”
You Are No Different and You Are Failing Because Of It
Devonte, Markis, Jeremiah, Abigail, Hanna, and Sierra are 6 Black children. 3 are missing and 3 are dead. They were abused and murdered by their white adoptive parents. However, let it be known that adult black male who was gunned down by the police was trash in 2018. Let's remind every oppressed person under men, … Continue reading You Are No Different and You Are Failing Because Of It
Memory
My power came back on, the familiar text of a sudden reboot flashed across my eyes. "--ower is minimal," someone said behind me. At least my hearing was working. I blinked, the figures around me coming into focus. I tried to turn around, but my body wouldn't let me. One of the figures, a man with … Continue reading Memory
Black vs White: American Radicalization
Black radicalization is beautiful. It is growth after tearing down the walls of white supremacy and realizing that it is a sham. The growth is slow, like after your first big chop. You play with the coils of self-love, grease the fight for your rights as an American citizen that is your scalp and wrap … Continue reading Black vs White: American Radicalization
Golden Dreams
For a week, Aife avoided Sloane. Whenever they had to be in talks with Lily, Aife kept her eyes away from Sloane. At dinner, Aife chose to eat in her room. Frustrated, Lily just stayed in her own quarters until Aife worked out her feelings. "Your teenage antics are giving me acne! I've worked very … Continue reading Golden Dreams