My Mama met my Daddy in a coffee shop. Her work. Fargo. Nineteen-seventy something. I wish I knew if it was snowing. That was not a…
In a scalding shower with the steam rising I wept. For no particular reason except for stress release. There was a baby…
I was born in the States, but raised in Lagos, Nigeria so I wasn’t exposed to the realities of being a black woman in America until I returned to pursue my college education. I attended a not-so-diverse school in…
