Virginia Woolf once said: Writing is like sex. First you do it for love, then you do it for your friends, and then you do it for money. //
At first, there was only the Sun. Shining brightly, he illuminated powerfully in space. Sun knew he was a burning
I can clean my entire apartment in under two hours. That’s two podcasts or one catch up call with a
I am embarrassed to admit that I loved Levittown even when it didn’t love me.
On Christmas night, I found peace in my mother’s rendition of a Jody Watley song.
Behind them, the sun is rising. They’ve been crammed in the car for hours. Jimmy
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A country block from our Noble Street home, Ralph’s Deli had always been. The store
I scroll the #blacktravelfeed hashtag on Instagram enduring hour 5 of my hair braiding appointment.
Following closely behind church and Grandmama’s House, the third most important cultural center/gathering place in
TGIF. LOL. BRB. TTYL. OMG. These are just a few of the text abbreviations that
The e-mail message was as jarring as the sound of an alarm clock on Saturday
Sometimes she thought it must be loneliness that made her see things. She could see
Today is our long day. We need to drive nearly 200 miles to cross state
Quickly and carefully, I crossed the street with my best friend at the time. Her
Virginia Woolf once said: Writing is like sex. First you do it for love, then
Luz had faked a pregnancy in order to get the attention of her ex-boyfriend Johnny
About time, Rose grumbled under her breath as she snatched up her two half-filled garbage
