A woman’s life is love, a man’s love is life. That lyric–from “Breakin’ My Heart” by Little Brother–has haunted me since I first heard it in 2007. I even wrote a post about it in the earlier days of The Skinny Black Girl. The short version of my reaction to it as a 24-year-old: it … [Read more…]
Due to the tragic events in Paris last Friday, I skipped the Week in Review post. I want to say something about it; offering prayers feels lazy. Lamenting the state of the world feels very “You want it to be one way, but it’s the other way.” Beyond sadness for the lives lost, I’ve got … [Read more…]
I’m trying an off-shoot of the Skinny Bits format with “Week in Review” posts. I’ll sum up some highlights, some eye-rolls, dope reads and sounds, and words from the cosmos that resonated during the week.
For you, I can be perfect. Filtered photos and flattering angles. Pedicured toes and waxed skin. Witty text exchanges and knowing glances. I can be a dream. In this room, I am curious lips and crafty hands. Supple breasts and 30 inch legs. A sensitive neck and an ass that jiggles just so when met … [Read more…]
I spent much of last month losing my mind. No need for alarm. I didn’t have any depressive relapses. I did, however, notice changes in my cognitive functions. I forgot things. In the middle of speaking, I’d lose train of thought, pausing to reach words lost in my hazy mind. I overlooked details at work; … [Read more…]