I’m a hoodoo woman, I got hoodoo bones, I’m a hoodoo woman, Let me sing my song, This mojo different! I’m black and I’m gifted, My DNA remembers, All protected- I can help you too! Don’t let my bad side be the death of you. I’m a hoodoo woman, conjuring all the way. When itContinue reading “Hoodoo Woman (a poem)”
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Return of the… I’ll let you finish that 💜
Hello! Hello! Helllooooo!!!! I’m so happy to be back in my zone and doing what I love. I’m making it a point to get back in tune with those of you who have supported me from day 1- the readers. WordPress was originally an outlet… a sounding board for my healing journey and to justContinue reading “Return of the… I’ll let you finish that 💜”
Black Men, WE Appreciate You!
In the wake of recent events, I feel compelled to make an edit to the original written piece I’d prepared. Initially, I wrote this in February 2020. I would like to dedicate this piece to all of the Black Men & Women whose lives were abruptly ended by police brutality. We must keep fighting, stayContinue reading “Black Men, WE Appreciate You!”
Living with Endometriosis: My Story
I have been getting ovarian cysts since I was 11 years old. As a person living with sickle cell anemia, the reproductive system is one of many areas effected by this condition. I still remember being so scared of a vaginal exam and not understanding everything they were saying. I could tell by my Mom’sContinue reading “Living with Endometriosis: My Story”
I could NEVER be a feminist… Sincerely, A Black Woman.
In the 1960’s, the feminist movement began to sweep the nation. Interstingly, this time frame was also the peak of the civil rights movement in America. This means that during the time people of color in America were fighting for equality, women’s rights conveniently became a concern. If you wanted to weaken or neutralize aContinue reading “I could NEVER be a feminist… Sincerely, A Black Woman.”
Why can’t I celebrate MY blackness?
“Blackness remains the coat you can’t take off”- Clint Smith As a young girl, I never really liked my own complexion. I came from an extended family that was “all mixed up”- every shade you could think of, we have it- mine being one of the more uncommon tones. I noticed very early on thatContinue reading “Why can’t I celebrate MY blackness?”
