Somewhere around 1:30 on the afternoon of January 8, 2014 as I was driving over the Verrazano Bridge into Brooklyn, I suddenly saw the Empire State and Chrysler buildings in my side view and I began screaming wildly with joy. It was a good thing that I was traveling alone because I probably would have…
Category: African American women
For the Love of Titi
On an early Saturday morning in August, I arrived in midtown to take on a personal development course. It had already been a VERY long and a VERY hot first summer in New York for me. I was grinding hard to make my writing hustle come together, I was nearing the end of my long-distance…
Bringing My Milkshake Back to the Yard
Maybe I just needed to move my milkshake to a bigger yard. Maybe I have a special glow now that I’m living in the city of my dreams. It’s been quite refreshing to finally have my milkshake on a yard where it’s appreciated.
Ms. Howard and the Black History Project That Changed Everything
I’ve held onto to Ms. Howard’s history project for more than 20 years because it reminds me to never forget who I am as African American and to celebrate the gift of my heritage ever day.
The Ink Well 