An unorthodox essay on the journey to loving your blackness and unlearning white academia.
“I wanted to link fashion with messages of empowerment for black womxn. I wanted to show black womxn taking matters into their own hands and fighting for the rights of womxn everywhere.”
“Last night, she reminded you she was / Easter spring resurrected; standing right-hand to God to always Be. “
“We be black. / From us comes all light.”
“I’ve recently had to realize that I can no longer afford to drag myself into the vortex of encroaching mood swings, accusations and lies that come along with the man I love undiagnosed mental illness at the expense of my own peace of mind.”
“…because sometimes the safest place is in front of audience, microphone, and notebook. And not with your family.”
“The eighth would be Assata, when warm tears left my eyes on a bus from Atlanta, understanding resistance…”
A personal essay about body image as a black girl in relation to (Congolese) music.
The fifth entry in Sula Journals by poet Nicole Shanté White on the toxicity of social media and relearning self-love.
A personal essay on the various aspects of the power of black sisterhood.