To the Once Enslaved of Morris Hall

I work for the ancestors. I have never worked for anybody else. Alice Walker To the Once Enslaved of Morris Hall: BlackberriesSweet blackberries and grass that smells of onionsWhere rivers cross by, carrying messagesTo the roots of the treesHere since the land was fertileAnd toiled. Here have set foot‘Scendents of yours

Serena Williams Demands a Well-Deserved Apology

About a year and a half ago, I wrote a piece for my college’s only feminist publication ranting about the ways in which people police, invalidate, and deny the humanity of Black women when they reduce our feelings of frustration to mere unprecedented “anger.” At the time I was responding to an ex-coworker’s assertion thatContinue reading “Serena Williams Demands a Well-Deserved Apology”