Forgive my ever so quick post but I have a deadline for my paying writing gig. Baltimore is burning thanks to an unspeakable act of police brutality. Brutality is all too familiar in America. Another young Black male is killed at the hands of the ones sworn to protect and serve him. Just like countless … Continue reading
Black Feminism, The Women’s March and All That Jazz
Last night I did a You Tube Live talk with my homie in New York and a guest about black feminism in 2017. I shared that I am reluctant to call myself a feminist. Reason being that I don’t truly know what that label means. I definitely don’t know what that means as a black … Continue reading













