Fuck You and Your Simple Ass

Guest Blogger  All ya'll simple, handkerchief head, funky-breath, sell-out, booty clinchin', holes of ass that think the girl being flung like a dingy wife beater at a pick up game was deserving can suck loose shit from a straw and die! We got rebel flag waving, third-grade level reading, squinty-eyed, slimy…

Ticking Clock

The end is near, and I'm not ready. April 30th marks my husband's last day working for the company. We have one month afterwards to leave before the police come knocking. Singapore does not allow foreigners to just live here without a commercial purpose that benefits the country in some way. Basically,…

Have a Seat at My Table

There are two older women cooking in my kitchen, and neither is my mother, grandmother, or close aunt. Considering the fact that for many southern American women such as myself, the kitchen is a sacred place where traditions are continued, future generations are pruned, and recipes are kept in furtive…

Blue Ivy & the Hairistocracy

Blue Ivy and the Hairistocracy Everyone, hide your eyes! Blue Ivy has once again had the nerve to leave the house and not care about what we think about her hair!! And, her weave-wearing, designer handbag toting, "Flawless" mama is to blame and should be forever condemned to the seventh…

Why We Must Forgive

I was walking through a parking lot today, and I saw a sign that read, "If reason is on your side, show forgiveness. If justice is on your side, show humility." At first, it rattled me considering the state of anger wherein I've traveled increasingly since the Trayvon Martin trial,…