In light of the Sandra Bland & Kindra Chapman incidents. This song has been on my mind…
Never get tired.
Men are always trying to force themselves into things. Into your heart, into your genitals. Into your head & then some. Before you know it, you’ve packed so much of yourself into a shelf trying to accommodate all this entering, you can hardly recognise yourself. Yet somehow, despite all that containing, contorting, swerving & tip-toeing… Continue reading Men.
I’ve concluded -big weddings are just one big awkward moment. It’s even worse if you’re in a relationship. Hopefuls clinging onto their partners for dear life. Making subtle hints about what a nice touch that would be at their own wedding: when the furthest thought one of the partners has had about the future doesn’t… Continue reading Lonley thoughts on Saturday nights.
I love rain. It feels like a celebration of life. Dancing down to the sound of its own rhythm. Tree’s glossed over with little drops of heaven. The smell of, the soil when it meets it. The Rain, caresses every inch of my sun-kissed face like a thousand delicate kisses all at once when I… Continue reading
For as long as it took me to write this little vent piece, I’ve been sitting here waiting for the bill I requested 30 minutes ago watching every single waiter here fuss over the family of white people sitting across me. I’m so angry, I’m quarter to walking out of here without paying at all.… Continue reading Africa: Unlearn Your Slave Complex (A brief anecdote about horrible service delivery)
Black women have had to develop a larger vision of our society than perhaps any other group. They have had to understand white men, white women, and black men. And they have had to understand themselves. When black women win victories, it is a boost for virtually every segment of society.
– Angela Davis, activist, author, educator
Happy 70th birthday to one of my favourite sheroes ever!