When You Don’t Feel Pretty

Honestly, I haven’t felt pretty in a while. And it’s not something I’m looking to get pity from. I can encourage other women by telling them they’re beautiful and they’re worth it but sometimes I can’t do the same for myself. I haven’t looked in a mirror and felt completely beautiful or said to myself…

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A Timely “Rememory” in Maya Angelou’s “My Guilt”

My guilt is “slavery’s chains,” too long the clang of iron falls down the years. This brother’s sold, this sister’s gone, is bitter wax, lining my ears. My guilt made music with the tears. My crime is “heros, dead and gone,” dead Vesey, Turner, Gabriel, dead Malcom, Marcus, Martin King. They fought too hard, they…

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Discovering Melanin

Imagine. Just for a second. You were born into a family of giants and you, well, you were just normal. That is my dilemma. Not exactly, though. I know height probably doesn’t compare to something as sensitive as skin tone in the black community. But it is something that a person cannot change. In my…

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Journeys and Celebrations

Specifically the black females’ crown. the natural sister the relaxer sister the braids and weaves sister the shave it all off – crown and glory sister the dread lock sister And more than likely two or more of people who identify with these groups intersect. We African Americans have so much diversity and culture, just…

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