Stevie and the Goodbye Summer
A small and drafty piece about a long and difficult summer that I only survived by having my Stevie Wonder songs at the ready. I’ll edit eventually. Sometimes you just gotta get it on a page.
A small and drafty piece about a long and difficult summer that I only survived by having my Stevie Wonder songs at the ready. I’ll edit eventually. Sometimes you just gotta get it on a page.
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.
or just thank you to Yona Harvey Three important things happened to me on October 1, 2014. My younger sisterYvonne
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.
Just thinking about Black womxn and femmes tonight and wanting to be sassy always and wanting to be never scared. So I write.
This is a celebration of a book that brought me smiles and brought me home. This Is Where We Find Ourselves. Enjoy!
Like Damon Young, I have questions about Little Fires Everywhere. These are about the book and this reflection piece is about me and Mia.