So, I Guess We’re Really Friends

Previously, I have written about the woes of friendships; the trials of building relationships with people who zap your energy and questioning if I truly have friends. I realize this has not been fair to the people who have consistently been in my corner. Today, I acknowledge you! Assuming I would have started to make friends when I was five (I don’t know, some people … Continue reading So, I Guess We’re Really Friends

A Collection of Cultures: An Interview with Tiara // Guest Post — Sophia Ismaa

We aren’t voiceless, pass the mic. I don’t know how other POC bloggers feel, but I’ve always felt that there is a shortage of stories and perspectives from people of colour… our stories are many, interesting and unique. So, towards the end of last year, I decided that I would begin sharing the stories of […] via A Collection of Cultures: An Interview with Tiara // … Continue reading A Collection of Cultures: An Interview with Tiara // Guest Post — Sophia Ismaa

AwkAnxAvg 7: A Toast to the New Year

Knock, knock Is it still Monday? I was hoping to sleep until Wednesday. My room only lit by the screen saver of my laptop or the occasional update of my phone. Why I am awake? I set the agenda perfectly; I have both a comforter and a soft throw blanket. “What are you still doing in bed? We are supposed to be at your grandparents’ … Continue reading AwkAnxAvg 7: A Toast to the New Year

Poem: Forget Me In the Headlines

You forgot my name already, Reduced me to my complexion. My skin, Mahogany, Caramel, Umber, Means I don’t have a story. My body, Riddled with bullets, Beaten, Raped, Stolen, Cold, Lies within the earth. My spirit, Trapped. Justice, Non-existent. I had a purpose. I have a name. You don’t use my name. To you, My life had no value. My headline doesn’t sell papers. It … Continue reading Poem: Forget Me In the Headlines