If you would have told me six months ago that I would be where I am now, in a job that I love, that I’ve dreamed of, I probably wouldn’t h...

I've trusted the wrong people. It seems there's no way to avoid it. Allowing someone into your life is always a risk -- one to whi...

I'm not a lady. The fact causes me no distress. I'm too vulgar and assertive to ever be classified as such. My hemlines too short, ...

On Sunday, I leave for law school. Everyone keeps asking if I’m excited, but I’m reluctant to characterize the range of my emotions in a s...

My parents met in the early 70’s at the height of the “I’m black and I’m proud” movement. Everyone was embracing their blackness, wearing ...

As I headed to church one Sunday morning with my mother by my side, I was optimistic.  This day, there was no struggle to wake up and take ...

Let me put this out there first: I am a single mama and so admittedly enter this discussion with a built in bias. Being a single parent wa...

If I had a dime for every time someone asked me what I’m “mixed with” I’d be so rich I think I’d be buying Oprah schools and fleets of cars...

I love music—from R&B and country to Christian and hip hop. My tastes are all over the place, but one of my all-time favorite artists t...

Writing is one of the hardest things to ever undertake. It is one thing to verbally communicate to a party of your choosing what it is your...

We played our parts well. Husband and wife. Writer and muse. Safe haven and escape. As each year passed, the roles got more complicated, b...

Month after month black women are bombarded with articles surrounding the “black marriage crisis.” On top of that, movies as old as Waiti...

For more than five years, Gina McCauley has inspired us by lifting her voice in defense of Black women and girls. Her blog, What About Ou...

I love reading what brilliant, black women across the internet publish on their personal blogs. Here's a sampling of the best I came ac...

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