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My words, my thoughts, my life. Writing my way to freedom.

My words, my thoughts, my life. Writing my way to freedom.

20 days ago

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Managing Expectations during Pregnancy

Remember the episode of Girlfriends where Toni tries hard not to talk about her pregnancy because she doesn’t want to be “one of those women?” And then Joan tell her it’s okay to talk about this wonderful time in her life. That’s how I have been feeling. Lately, if you’ve been keeping up, my life has become all about this pregnancy which is pretty easy to…

a month ago

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Just for a day

I look up from where I am comfortably perched on the couch and watch my mother and aunt in the kitchen, teasing each other in Kreyol. First they give my kitchen the proper cleaning I have not been allowed to do, making the counter top and appliances shine like never before. Stains I once declared hopeless were gone, scrubbed clean with love, patience, and 409. They then bless my stove…

a month ago

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Resting Bitch Face and Pregnancy

I’ve never been accused of having a friendly face although I have been mistaken as someone who knows her way around the city by clueless tourists. And if you are one of those many people who I mistakenly misled, I am really sorry and for the record I have absolutely NO sense of direction. I have suffered from RBF my entire life and aside from making me seem “unapproachable”…

2 months ago

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On Loss and New Beginnings

Warning: Emotional Trigger Warning On Sunday, I sat in church and when the pastor pulled up the verse "Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find; knock and the door will be opened to you. (Matthew 7:7), for a moment I stopped breathing. This was the exact verse I whispered to myself throughout the entire ride as we rushed to the hospital last year.…

2 months ago

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Another Angry Black Woman

I’m a woman and I’m Black. For most of my life, I have been told I look mean; I have a permanent resting bitch face. I blame this on my father, who sports a permanent scowl on his face with a temperament to match. I didn’t realize the extent of his influence until my cousin came to stay with us one summer. She was always smiling and…

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