Tag: brooklyn
Rooftop Views
Sunset
I write, therefore I am
I haven’t been blogging as much; if you’ve been following me for some time, you know that this year has been worse than usual. There has been a lot of rough patches over this year, starting as early as January that took a while for me to recover from. Mainly; I deleted most of my…
Shadowshaper – This is not a review, not really.
If you haven’t heard of Shadowshaper by Daniel Jose Older then I clearly haven’t been doing my job as an advocate. It’s a YA novel that features an Afro-Latina protagonist from Brooklyn, who finds her self, her magic and her light with the help of her curiosity, reasoning and amazingly delightful group of friends and family…
The Dubious Task of Depression
Depression is a real thing, and as we continue to lose people to the emptiness they can’t fill, I hope we can be compassionate. How can someone begin to explain? It’s a lot easier to self medicate or over medicate with illegal or legal drugs to try to dull the pain. The relief that you…
New Year, New Books
It took me a few days but I finally got the first few books I’m going to be reading this year: Book One: Sassafrass, Cypress & Indigo by Ntozake Shange Book Two: The Indigenous People of the Caribbean by Samuel L. Wilson I look forward to new explorations, amazing characters and moving prose in this…
Hair my roar!
My hair has been a source of struggle and confusion for as long as I can remember hearing about it. In a mixed family, difficult hair was not that far fetched but there are only so many negatively descriptive adjectives that you could hear about your hair without internalizing the inadequacy of what you never…
As seen in: Brooklyn
Never expected to see parrots while we were strolling through Fort Greene Park.
Take Off Your Cool
I dislike change. Even when it’s for the better. I’ve been going through a lot of growing pains and while I’m excited for what the future holds, I would be lying if I didn’t admit I was shit scared of the unknown. The biggest thing for me is: What do I love enough to sacrifice…
Forest Gump
Reading has always been like music to me. I could close my eyes and see the words hovering above me in the air…taking shape into the story,character’s laughter weaving spells around me, landscapes enveloping me…so it’s no surprise that I would use it the same way most people use music; to help process. There are…
Lux 