the things I never say
“Updates have become infrequent, and generally impersonal. Clearly, there's not enough fucked-up shit in my life to write about these days. And who wants to read ill-informed political rants?” --Aaron…
Princess McDowell
First-Ever Soulful Chicago Book Fair a Gathering of the Griots
Think Scholastic Book Fair meets your black family reunion/block party. This month’s Soulful Chicago Book Fair promises to be a gathering of the griots. The fair, founded by Asadah Kirkland, will p…
2016: Year of the No-Win, No-Win Election
"And, of course, they [Republicans] hate Hillary. Why she has this effect on some straight white males is beyond me. Some defect in them, I expect." --Aaron Hawkins if Donald Trump wins the preside…
they are gentrifying my neighborhood in silence
I live in Vickery Meadow, a Dallas neighborhood of survivors. people taking the bus at first light to get to a job downtown. the clockwork 506 to Park Lane that you may or may not have to pay for d…
prince – when you were mine
When I first heard, the thing I feared the most was what I’m about to write, but it seems I can’t properly go through this fall-on-your-sword metaphor that is the five stages of grief without it, so h…
we’ve been talking a lot about Nina Simone lately without actually talking about her
Here’s the thing we all can agree on: Nina Simone’s legacy should not boil down to this biopic. she is much more than her music. she is much more than a muse. and she is much, much more than Zoe Sa…
The day I got this gig, I’d been suicidal for three days.
The day I got this gig, I’d been suicidal for three days. My bipolar mind had convinced itself that this world could not be saved. I’d grown tired of staying alive because people didn’t want my lit…
My Future My World: Isabel R., “Obituary to 2020”
Obituary to 2020 2020. The year that will forever be immortalized in history books as the year the human race lost their shit. Corona, police brutality, and protest, all things our children w…
My Future My World: Katelyn L., “Star Matter & Sunsets”
Star Matter and Sunsets We say our own names when we pray We go out for sweets and come back We are the heroes of this epic The ones who outsmart the cyclops But our blo…
My Future My World: Henry F., “Ode to Breakfast”
ode to breakfast in a world in which the fruit is sweeter, i am sitting at the high chair back when i could drink orange juice and a waiter takes my picture. my mom, befo…
