For a month and a half I had been seething. My body had carried a sorrowful rage that I could not put into words. Here's how it started: A white …
Angry black woman equals human
In the summer of 2020, I decided to take a storytelling class. The pressure and overwhelm of covid-19, police brutality, and systemic oppression had …
Repentance is required
In my healing journey, I have tripped and stumbled on hard truths. After falling, I look back frustrated and accuse, "Hey, what the eff?" Sadly, too …