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Meeting My Penpal/Cousin
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I signed up to be apart of this bomb ass community called the Black Letter Writing Society. As the name suggests, it’s for Black folks only. Once you sign up, they’ll send you 5-8 penpals whose bios are similar to yours. My penpal/cousin wasn’t on my list, but I was…
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My First Writing Residency
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I spent two weeks in March in Amherst, Virginia as a writing resident at the Virginia Center for the Creative Arts. Breakfast, lunch, and dinner are provided, and once-a-week housekeeping is included. Residents are writers, visual artists, and composers, and there are about 20 or so present at one time.…
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The Season for Honoring Ancestors
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I have a business phone and a personal phone. I had the personal phone the longest. Had the phone number for 14 years (I’ll get another phone so I ain’t tripping on the number), and I had the phone for about 6-7 years. A few days ago, it just stopped…
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Everything ain’t/is a sign
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She’s been seeing love bugs and said it was a sign of love and luck. He was seeing frogs everywhere. Said it meant renewal and abundance. Ole girl thought the rainbows she was seeing meant growth and good fortune. Meanwhile, I was rolling my eyes and thinking, “Everything ain’t a…
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Ida B. Wells on Black Women as Organizers and Victims
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In honor of Ida B. Wells’ birthday today, I figured I’d share a few thoughts about her in light of what’s going on in the world. Today I read about the protestors who were arrested at the attorney general’s home. Last week, Tobe Nwigwe dropped a fire ass song reminding…