I did a book a day during Black History Month to showcase the amazing array of black writers we have in the writing world. I have read all of these and thought they were amazing to be passed along to read for leisure, to use in a classroom, to further learn, or whatever the book causes… Continue reading 28 Great Books by Black Writers
He sat at the bar with his buddies, hovering over a watered-down shot of patron he’s been taking sips of all night. His friends were taking shot after shot after shot, but he was working on the same shot and bottle of beer all night. She didn’t like him to drink. She was supposed to… Continue reading Different Shades of Black.
He stared at me, hidden and protected by all the dropped heads looking at their phones in the crowd. He looked like an officer, but most white men do to me. He had a gun snuggling against his hip though. But he didn’t have a uniform on, just a faded shirt that said FBI: Female… Continue reading Black-handed
I finally made it to see Get Out last night, and wow. It was such an amazing movie. It was so deep, chilling, and thought-provoking. Living in San Francisco, you are always going to be in a theater full of white people, but it was such an interesting experience watching this movie in particular with… Continue reading Get Out: Leaving the Theater with a Numb Body and Jumping Mind.
I just uploaded my first video to YouTube! A short poem I wrote inspired by Ta-Nehisi Coates and his book Between the World and Me. Please watch and share! I am also a victim to my allergies right now, so my voice may sound stuffy and low (I apologize). But i wanted to stick to… Continue reading How to Commit a Crime (Video)
I was disappointed no theaters around me were playing Birth of a Nation. I am in San Francisco and neither of the mainstream theaters (AMC) were playing the movie. However, we found a theater in the city that was playing it-CineArts at The Empire. This theater was tiny and old, only showing three films, and… Continue reading Why I Was Happy White People Went to See The Birth of a Nation.
As soon as I find my way out of the womb, strangers in tidy white masks and bloody black cloaks pluck me from my sorrowful mother's safe, shaky hands. They stuff me into a small white tub I don't fit in, and wheel me into a dark room. It's so dark you can… Continue reading Black and Blue
Stand still. Walk. Breathe. Hold your breath. Smile. Frown. Laugh. Cry. Blink. Wink. Talk. Be quiet. Have black skin...
An analysis of the "black body" in Ta-Nehisi Coates's autobiography Between the World and Me and Richard Wright's poem Between the World and Me.