I moved to Brooklyn Heights when I was 17. I was enrolled for the summer introduction course for the New York Conservatory for the Dramatic Arts until I started classes in the fall. This was the plan since I was ten years old. Showing up, suitcase in hand and a dream in my heart. The… Continue reading Anomaly
Grateful for the gift Of the absence of your presence Watch me grow, Without your shade
Black Girl Problems: Continually viewed as aggressive and dangerous any time I show any kind of emotion where white women are seen as vulnerable and in need of protection/comforting/empathy for sharing the same thoughts/emotions. And that this is the same mindset that gets black women incarcerated, abused, overlooked, raped, and murdered. Dear White Girl,… Continue reading Dear White Girl
I got my first job when I was fifteen. More so, I began paying taxes when I turned fifteen. Before that I would run the many small side businesses my parents set up - selling corn in the summer, pumpkins in the fall, Christmas trees in December, and for a couple years I would sell… Continue reading Money Sense
