There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you.

Maya Angelou

Just a Black girl who’s done asking for a seat at the table and ready to make my own.

Let’s build a new space for us* one discussion at a time.

*PS. Not sure if you’re the included in the intended ‘us’? If you’re tired of having to contort yourself just to be heard the first (or third!) time you speak, if you’ve been called ‘aggressive’ in the same breath they’re talking over you, or if you know what it’s like to be hyper-visible and invisible at the same damn time, chances are I’m talking to you.

Come join me!

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The Path is Where Your Feet Are 🌞👣

I’m a few days out from my 27th birthday. So, naturally, in the spirit of growth, and my deep-seated maturity, I started the celebration the only logical way: crying to

Affirmation Playlist: The Greatest Love of All 🎧💖🤎🫶🏾🎶🌹

Happy Valentine’s Day!!! Dropping this affirmation playlist that I used to play in the background while getting ready for the day. TBH, morning routines have become such a weird, yucky,

Whats Been on Repeat Winter ’25 🎶❄️

Black Girl Memoir – Doechii St. Chroma – Tyler the Creator Omega – SZA Oscar Winning Tears – RAYE I Got You – Jaime Woods Human – rum.gold Woman Commando

On Faith as a Liberatory Tradition, Christ-Conciousness, and Why Jesus Belongs with the Oppressed

Jesus belongs with the oppressed. To hear what I’m saying, you have to put yourself in a paradigm where belonging doesn’t mean ownership. When I say Jesus belongs, I don’t

She’s BAAAACK!!! -Why I Refuse to Do New Years Resolutions

I know, I know, it’s been a while…I have been writing, though the words haven’t quite made it out of my mind and onto paper (or a computer screen). What

A Note of Gratitude…

This week, as I carved out time for gratitude, I realized much of it centers on people in my life: those who hold space for me to be myself, in

When the Gaze Is Unwanted: Black Womanhood, Body Image, and (In)visibility

The first semester of law school is rough. You get warned about it before you even step foot in your first lecture hall. For me, those warnings didn’t soften the

We Who Believe In Freedom…

So, I know I haven’t posted in a while. And I know you’re probably expecting some sort of think piece or reflection on last week’s presidential election in the U.S.

What’s Been On Repeat Fall ‘24 🎶

As the weeks get busier my writing will likely get shorter…. ;P here’s what I’ve been listening to lately: Ozeba – Rema  Jump – Tyla x Gunna x Skillibeng  Mood

Isọ̀rọ̀ pẹ̀lú bàbá mi

This week, I’m sharing an entry from my 2023 journal of delights, a writing practice that pushed me to find the delight in the daily monotony of life (inspired by

For there are no new ideas. There are only new ways of making them felt, of examining what our ideas really mean (feel like) on Sunday morning at 7 AM, after brunch, during wild love,
making war, giving birth; while we suffer the old longings, battle the old warnings and fears of being silent and impotent and alone, while tasting our new possibilities and strengths.

Thee Lorde Herself — Audre Lorde, that is ;P

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i write what i want 😉

The white fathers told us: I think, therefore I am. The black mothers in each of us-the poet whispers in our dreams, I feel therefore I can be free.”

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