Growing up I spent a lot of my formative years imagining a concept of freedom through the eyes (and music) of cisgender heterosexual Black men. …
It’s impossible for me to think about the dope vibe of the ’90s and the way it shaped my future without connecting it to Black shows of that era. That era was a blend of Black talent still shining above brokenness. Iconic Black art streaming from our TVs while a…
From the moment I agreed to appear in On the Record, I’ve been terrified. In the year between my initial interviews for the documentary and the film’s premiere at Sundance, my fear of the potential backlash against me and the other women in the doc only increased, growing into a…
I started 2019 exhausted, lonely, and two unexpected flat tires away from being broke. I’m a single mom, a professor, and a freelance journalist meaning I spend most days running on fumes while juggling parenting obligations, speaking engagements, writing projects, and teaching responsibilities. …
It took me one hour to birth a healthy daughter — and another four years to conceive a healthy version of motherhood. A version that didn’t require the death of my dreams or my former self.
One that allowed space for the woman who once spent three months exploring Spain…
