personal story

After reading through Killer Mike's tweets in support of reparations for slavery the other day, I was reminded of my own observations on the subject from activists and scholars in and around the Black community. This happened in New York City around the early to mid 2000's, where I lived and worked in Harlem
Now I'm down to getting checkups once a year. And I do try to think about what I'm eating. You know, I've read so much about
6. To pass on some enlightenment: You've learned a lot in your experiences, travels, and relationships. You're a warehouse
Everyone is writing a book, but only a few will finish their books, and only a select number will finish their memoir this summer. How will they do it?
As memoir authors, it is our hope then when we publish our books, the words are moving, and connect deeply with our readers
Some of the actors and filmmakers behind this year's Best Picture nominations -- Michael Keaton, David Oyelowo, Common, Felicity Jones, J.K. Simmons, James Marsh, Richard Linklater and Ellar Coltrane -- visited us to chat movies and The Oscars.
And right before the flames would go out, if I let myself, I'd see our ghosts. Dancing in the corner, holding hands, tightly. Laughing, pointing to each house and telling each other stories of how life would be if, well, reality didn't so fervently want to disagree.
The holidays are when tradition is passed down, when the past meets the present to inform the future. In my family, old folks' music plays first (juke joint blues and jazz), followed by the sounds of Motown and the funk of the 1970s.
Despite the pain, there is still so much joy left in me. I know I'll be OK. All of this is new to me. I don't know my next steps just yet, other than allowing myself to feel whatever it is I'm feeling that day. I will continue to write and document my progress and gain more clarity as time passes.
Though friends speculated about the true nature of our relationship, I don't recall a moment when sexual tension or chemistry crept between us. From the day we met, it never occurred to either of us to be more than friends.
For the first time in my life I started to understand the psychological stress that sexual harassment causes. I 'get' why people feel they cannot do anything to stop it. It's a sly, evil form of abuse that is as carefully thought through as any well-planned crime.
I now choose to dance in first place in my own life. This has taken courage, self-love, determination and a pure-hearted willingness to go through big, big growing pains. But I am worth it. A happy, joy-calling life is worth it. I know this now. Even though for so many, many years in my life I did not.
The aircraft was filling fast and it looked like it was going to be a cheek-by-jowl flight -- not an empty seat to be had
I came to the realization I was reading too much internet news recently. I skimmed past Taylor Swift's latest romantic woes and the article detailing '10 Ways to Properly Cut Your Toenails' and searched for something that piqued my interest. Then I saw it...
"So long, it was nice meeting you," I say. "You too," she says, and once again, my day and life are enriched by having taken a few moments to hear someone's story.
While myths, as vehicles for conveying wisdom, have been around since the beginning of human history, the therapeutic use of metaphor -- the subtly structured "story with a message" -- is a more recent development.
I was sitting at my kitchen table with a guy I’d met earlier that night. It was some dark hour beyond midnight, maybe 2 a.m
If you like stories with a twist, this one is for you.
I've always dreamed of being pregnant. I mean that literally -- during a brief period when I thought I might have been rendered