Lessons from Stranger

When reflecting on love, escaping into our fantasies is the easy part.

The Light in Being Let Go

I’ve spent the last three years. I’ve seen everyone here, everyday. We’ve all moved offices. Many have left. Some have died. Children have been born. I’ve grown up here. And with all of this I can say that I’m happy that I will never come back after today.

Five Stories, Five Sydneys

In the spirit of celebrating my twenty-fifth rotation around the sun I want to share five moments from my adolescence and give a glimpse into my earlier writing, my state of mind as a youth, and, the history of who I was to understand who I am now.

On Random Acts of Flyness: A Surreal Ride into the Reality of Blackness

I had no idea what I was watching, then the A24 logo appeared and it all made sense.

On Learning to Love Anime as an Adult

I had gone to my place of fantasy and realized that it was really real. And, somehow, when your dreams become tangible it gets harder to truly grasp them at the core.

On Blackness and Womanhood

Is it possible to separate Blackness and Womanhood?

So Is This The Part Where Everyone Get’s Married?

My grandmother was married at 22. My mother was married at 25. I am 24 and five-twelfth years and am far from being marriage ready, but nevermind what my social media feed has to say about it.

The Beauty and Ire of Accepting Silence

In a lot of ways, silence has meant submission. Silence has meant pain. To be silenced is to be denied autonomy over my voice. And yet, pain and submission under the right circumstance can be immensely beautiful.

On Privacy and Parental Approval

Somethings are between you, God, and the gynecologist.

Don’t Bury Me

Don’t bury me. For the love of God don’t bury me. I never want to go to my grandmother’s grave, never again. I understand why they go. I understand the cultural significance and emotional need for some individuals to have a place to visit and express their fear and grief. It feels like a show. […]