Relationships, at least here in the self-centered West, have a specific pattern. When a couple meets, they feel each other out, they date, ...

I recently read a deluded and sad “Letter to a Black Feminist” by a gentleman who blamed feminists for . . . well, basically, anything and e...

I've come to accept that I might not ever share my bed with a true partner. A true partner is someone who appreciates me, accepts me, s...

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...

I like to splurge sometimes on life’s little luxuries. It makes me feel sexy to have some of the world’s finest silk caressing my body bene...

The images of African Americans in the adult industry are largely atypical of the true Black experience. The perpetuation of racist and ster...

We embrace calling ourselves niggers, like that’s empowering, when in actuality, it’s disrespectful to our ancestors and just plain ignorant...

I think one of the great failures of African centered thinkers, a group to whom I used to staunchly belong, is the fact that they are tied t...

My dear, sweet, sensuous lover, I woke up in the middle of the night last night. I had the most incredible dream. It seemed so real, so li...

There’s a HORRIBLE song, musically that is, that touts the virtues of being a promiscuous woman. We, as women of color, have been socialize...

Black men are going to Brazil in droves to experience uninhibited sex with the women there. To hear them tell the tale, the women there are ...

Or Debunking the Fallacy of White Supremacy I’ve come to understand that there are certain Black people who believe that white men have supe...

This is like a bad broken record. "I'm a good black man, I have a job, I have an education, and the reason why the Black community...

I was asked to answer the following questions on love because, supposedly, I’m a thinker. Here are the questions and my responses. 1. What ...