Today is white tinsel, warm lights, and pink frosted ornaments that sparkle. Gentle offerings and sweet indulgences. Family, boisterous and beloved, at once hearkening back to the past and reaching toward the promise of tomorrow. It is a pray, a communion, faith like sunlight reflecting us in silhouette. It is give and give and give more. Receive. It is golden. It is red. It is metallic and sterling silver. It is matte. It is ha ha ha! and bygones. It… Keep Reading
Pinchback girls have their traditions:
A first ring for her Sweet 16 and a trinket of fun on the Christmas she’s 21.
Morning light on the first day of the last month of 2018 reflecting off my rag doll’s skirt. A stack of tiny paper books are sewn to her left hand (not visible in this photo), faded pink bow to her hair. She was created to represent the courage of the Little Rock Nine and the spirit of hope. She was adopted from the DuSable Museum of African American History and gifted to me in 1999. I named her Abigail Louisa…. Keep Reading
Happiness is … spying a couple on Day 1 of their vow ’til death do us part.
I’m a descendant of the poet Jean Toomer.
My mother loves to laugh. Not quips, but ache-with-joy bouts of woman howling. Her giggle is a siren song that ripples out and grabs you.
After a few minutes, I was again 19 ditching morning classes with my boyfriend to make love and eat peanut butter and cracker sandwiches on the beach.
The most interesting thing about my book shelves is the deer head and antlers mounted just above shelves.
This is Fenty Beauty by Rihanna created to enhance the experience of showcasing all types and tones of skin.
Many of our gardens were obliterated during the back-to-back March nor’easters so it’s surprising to see so much goodness bursting through the summer soil.