What’s 76 minus 35 to an 8th grader whose dad is dying?
It’s my dad’s birthday. I’m thinking about the 35 years since I last saw him.
Dear Eusebia
I was 22 when my tears first learned to harden in my eyes. A daughter of Africa, Virginia and Newark, I found myself closest to what I would call home in a hospital along the Artibonite River.
Interview With the Vampire and Me
Am I going to watch season one of the new Interview with the Vampire TV Series a 3rd time? This is the question I’m trying to answer in between parenting, meetings, classes and my “real” writing projects. The answer is yes.
How it felt to read “Big Girl” with my daughter…
What Sullivan offers us big girls through Malaya with so much care and love is a reminder of our agency.
My Pittsburgh in a Pantoum
This is the first draft of a poem I’m working on about the tension Black womxn in Pittsburgh sometimes feel about the perennial question of whether to stay or leave what has been documented as one of the worst cities for us.
Do & She Do
or just thank you to Yona Harvey Three important things happened to me on October 1, 2014. My younger sisterYvonne
There’s Always This Evening
A reflection about what it was like to partner with Pittsburgh Arts & Lectures on the Ten Evenings event with poet, essayist, culture critic Ohioan Hanif Abdurraqib.
You Should Write A Memoir
This one goes out to all the folks using TV watching as a distraction for dealing with grief.
Black Women Could Go Anywhere Else
Just thinking about Black womxn and femmes tonight and wanting to be sassy always and wanting to be never scared. So I write.
Dear Pittsburgh Arts & Lectures
Who’s going to open the Pittsburgh Arts & Lectures Evening with Hanif Abdurraqib?