Isabella: Hey. Jeniyah: Hi! Isabella: So, guess what happened yesterday? Jeniyah: Oh my god, you lost your virginity? Isabella: What? No. I don't even have a boyfriend– Jeniyah: You got into Harvard? Isabella: No. I– Jeniyah: You got a car? Isabella: No! Just let me tell the story. Jeniyah: Okay, go. Isabella: Okay. It was… Continue reading It Was a Dark and Stormy Night…
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 am not your trophy... I am not here to be shown off, glorified, or acknowledged when your friends and co-workers come around only to be thrown in a box in your dark basement any other day. See, you probably don't see the difference between me and the golden inanimate object because you're not in… Continue reading Golden Girl
I went to this poetry event last year, and the guy told us all to write a poem with the first thing that pops into our head after he gave us a scene, we were walking in his scenario. Our poem could go anywhere, just had to incorporate his setting. This is what I had came up with. This is a poem about friendship. About a simple, everyday, item determining a friendship.