Ozodi OnyeaborinWriting the ShipListen to my Roar…looking down the Ivory Tower.What’s good? What it is…? What’s up…? Can a [lady] just keep [it real]?” As I exhibit the evidence of my Southern upbringing by sampling…Sep 23, 2016Sep 23, 2016
Ozodi OnyeaborinWriting the ShipYou Can Mourn Without Knowing the Victim. Girl, It’s Called, “Humanity”…I’m tired. I’m tired. In fact, I’m not quite sure whether this will be a proper and/or eloquent entry this week. How do I function? This…Sep 23, 2016Sep 23, 2016