Defending Ours: Stephon Clark

As the news of Stephon Clark murder was being described last month, I envisioned it from an ominous viewpoint: a young Black male chilling in a backyard then all of a sudden his body is being riddled with bullets. I didn’t post anything about Stephon; I just watched the story develop. Then last week on... Continue Reading →

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poll: will you still shop at H&M?

I rolled my eyes when I saw the tweet of the H&M ad. I was annoyed, but I wasn't surprised. Placing a beautiful Black boy in a sweatshirt labeled "Coolest Monkey in the Jungle" is disrespectful and offensive--but you knew that. Why didn't they? Did they know better and just didn't care? How could the... Continue Reading →

Apologies Sold Separately

Often times we celebrate and applaud those who relinquish the burdens of reality and decide in a particular moment to live their life the way they want to, usually with a smile on their face. That #carefreeblackgirl and #blackboyjoy is what my cousin would describe as being “LIT!” They have created and re-created their realities... Continue Reading →

in the details: the Lemonade narrative

 Think pieces are flying out from everywhere about Beyoncé’s visual album, Lemonade. So, I was going to chill to the next episode. Yesterday, however, I saw a photo and commentary that made me change my mind. It was the latest selfie set of the Queen Bee, Lil Kim. A very light and hardly recognizable Lil... Continue Reading →

Melba’s Story

Melba Liston is one of those gems of Black history that doesn’t get to shine. Frank Morrison’s illustration of a little brown girl blowing a trombone longer than her body will catch your eye. Inside is where you will meet Ms. Liston with the words of Kathryn Russell-Brown in Little Melba and Her Big Trombone. So, who... Continue Reading →

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