On this first Wednesday of Black History Month I wanted to write about the amazing Black women who came before me. This is dedicated to:
Maya Angelou, Toni Morrison, Gwendolyn Brooks, Sonia Sanchez, Nikki Giovanni, Ida B. Wells, Phillis Wheatly, Alice Walker, Zora Neale Hurston, Audre Lorde, Octavia Butler, my mother, Wendy Battles
And the thousands of others who put pen to paper and paved the way. Continue reading “A Black History Month #WCW Dedication”
Why are you so bothered by my existence?
The more I love me
The more you hate me for it
The more I succeed
The more you want to see me fail Continue reading “Black Dopeness: A Poetic Piece of Prose”
In today’s world where things like Bitch Media thrive and are seen as a source of unity and empowerment amongst women, it just tickles me pink that people insist that Black people stop using the word nigga. Piers Morgan posted a piece Monday suggesting that it is up to Black people to end the use of the n-word. So of course, I had to share my thoughts on the subject. Again.
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Here’s just a little taste of the anti-police brutality today in Portland. I couldn’t stay long because I had grumpy hungry kids and a splitting headache, but I am very glad that we got to participate. It was great to see such a diverse crowd; men, women, young, old, Black, white and everything in between. Portland is always down for a good protests. We have megaphones, kazoos, and car horns to accompany chants of “Hands up, don’t shoot” and “No justice, no peace, no racist police.” I hear the marching began after I left, I just wanted to share what I caught while we were there. Continue reading “Portland Shows Support For Ferguson”
After reading the comments on a news story about people of color and their issues with the police, I was compelled to share a story and offer some insight about showing respect when dealing with cops. I typically don’t read the comments section on news sites to avoid being annoyed by trolls, but since I contributed to the story, I let curiosity get the best of me.
As I was scrolling thru my timeline earlier this week I was saddened to see people tweeting about the loss of young Seattle artist Nick Cashaw. I never got the chance to actually meet Nick, but had the privilege of sharing his music. I really enjoyed his work. He was different from most, in a good way. He had actually hit me up just last week to talk about a project he was doing and I was really looking forward to working with him. Dude had a good spirit. It’s sad to see people leave this earth young, but he definitely made his mark while he was here. Rest in peace and love young man.
If you would like to contribute to his memorial fund, you can donate here.