When I was a child, I thought as a child, when I became a woman . . . the theory is supposed to be that my thoughts and perceptions shifted...

Haunted Past and Untreated Wounds There’s a man. He has a terrible secret. His shame and pain haunt him. His secret eats at his very soul...

I remember when I had slave hair. I call it slave hair because not only is it the hair that slaves where told was more beautiful than their...

The Internet has dumbed people down. Society in general fosters emotionally immature behavior. Here is your opportunity to really think ab...

We Must Excel, Not Just Exist We, as descendants of slaves, as people of color, MUST strive for excellence in all that we do. We must live ...

My childhood is peppered with memories, both good and bad, that are not unlike many people of color but also so vastly atypical and unique a...

I've been on the net over 10 years now. For several of those years, I unofficially reigned as the queen of NEW Black erotica. In ...

I was asked to be a participant in a group chat the other evening. The participants included four women and one man. They were talking abo...