Tag: blackwomanwriter
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Songs About Chocolate
These days, I walk about as if you don’t exist. Please forgive me. I don’t do any of it to hurt you. I made a promise to him, and I want to keep it. Lying is one of the things that will bring a marriage to ruin, much like money problems, or infidelity. I have…
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Because Kids Are Creepy
My toes searched for the other end of the tub. The house was quiet, and although I was expecting guests, the usual feelings of anxiety and inadequacy that usually did double-dutch in my mind when guests were set to come must have been taking a lemonade break. I was calm. No, better than that. I…
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The Strong Black Woman
Not even a week ago, I gave birth to my second baby. That felt weird to type, but I am growing through it. My labor started on a Friday. I was at home telling my husband, not husband (more on that later) I had a pain in my side that wouldn’t go away no matter…
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BLACK MAN LOVE LETTER
When I started working for New Earth, I noticed it. They were tall, and stunning. These men, deep, dark shades of brown. This is not to say I never noticed that my men were captivating. This is just to say these were different, and grabbed at my collar in a new way. I grew up…
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Perejil
Goose pimples and delicate silver chains Lipstick stained spliff Shiny toenails and curls from Elmina Castle and perejil I like him. Our fingers touch. Creation of Adam and Storm. This is an unfamiliar dish Barramundi,chlodnik, biltong I don’t know how to do this. Like eating with chopsticks. Don’t judge. Easy things are hard for me.…
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A New Love.
I found a new love. Or maybe a new way of loving. Either way, it just occurred to me there is a little lane on the highway of whatever this thing is that we are doing, and in a little space past friendship, there is a place called almost, where you don’t necessarily need to…
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