The Queen B You Will Never Know

I am Cinderella, glass shoe, blue ball gown, hair tied up and pinned by a tiara I am Rapunzel, long flowing hair, trapped in the tower, waiting for my prince, I hope have filled the criteria Or maybe not because I am none of them. My life is not what you see in the storybooks,…

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Musings of an African Brain

I am wired this way I say in my defense, Wired to think about the hopelessness in every situation Wired to ignore the 5 percent chance that this or anything else might work Truth is, I am wired to be afraid Wired to assume Not to ask, not to talk, only to listen Wired to think…

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The American Dream is not for the Black

In light of grand jury’s verdict with regards to Michael Brown’s murder at the hands of one meant to serve and protect, I would like to sadly declare the non-existence of the American Dream. Actually, I would like to declare it non-accessible to our black brothers and sisters. The American Dream symbolizes the opportunity to…

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