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Our essays open a window into our inner worlds — reflections on memory, culture, joy, sorrow, self-love, and the experiences we carry. Writing that speaks plainly and powerfully, with truth at its center.
Each piece is chosen for its insight, voice, and emotional resonance, capturing the breadth and brilliance of Black women’s nonfiction across the diaspora.
Sometimes tender, sometimes sharp, always real.
The smell of warm basmati rice bubbling on the stove brings me back to my
For this edition of “Black Book People,” we are spotlighting Tyiana Combs. Combs is an
I made Gumbo with my son Sunday. It’s not the first time I made it
I can name every note of the sweet pea’s scent. Like most girls, from a
Auntie Cee was a real boss, a Human Resources specialist with swag back when Black
As a four-year-old playing in the living room of my grandmother’s Soviet era apartment in
Autumn, 1978. The Jonestown massacre had just splashed across the nation’s newspapers, and my mother
I think I am not a good Black girl. A good Black woman. But I’ve
It’s April, and around this time I usually get a visit from an old friend–grief.
The ad I saw on Groupon for an “Atlanta Colon Hydrotherapy Session” was a photo
My skin is a map of what has happened in my life. Engraved with sad
Hey, hey, hey! You’ve reached the phenomenally favored and fantastic ______! It is her mantra
Japa – Migration (Noun) Origin: Yoruba, meaning ‘to run swiftly’ ‘to escape’ Translated from the
It’s here – midnight & indigo issue no.14! Eight Black women writers from the U.S.,
I never saw Nanny cry. Not even when her humble, eat-off-the-floor-clean basement apartment flooded repeatedly.
