This is a PRO BLACK WOMAN SPACE. FULL STOP. -JBH As the survivor of domestic abuse, as one who hid abuse because their spouse was Black, I believe Megan Jovan … Continue reading Internalized Misogynoir: There Are Too Many Tory Lanez
The English language defines the word credence as belief in or acceptance of something as true. Simply put: if Black women say we do not feel protected, then who is … Continue reading What It Means To Protect Black Women-Part 2: Credence
If you have followed the platform for some time, you recognize this initiative. With Black women succumbing to death at a higher rate than other women during birth, I must … Continue reading 28 DAYS OF BLACKNESS: HONOR BLACK BIRTH
Therapy is not just for White people. Let me say it again: THERAPY IS NOT JUST FOR WHITE PEOPLE. In the two complete years we as a world have been … Continue reading Crying In The Shower…And In The Dishwater
We are officially headed towards or in YEAR TWO of this COVID-19 pandemic. Let this be a check in? How y’all holding up? If nothing else: wear your masks and … Continue reading Talk About It Tuesday-12/14/2021
Sis. Noun. Short form of the word sister; a female sibling; term of endearment among women. I have an issue if you are not a Black woman and you call … Continue reading #BlackBlogsMatter Challenge—Week 12 (2021)
My family, from what I have been told and taught, have been bootleggers, moonshiners, sharecroppers and farmers. One of my favorite memories growing up is the natural light in my … Continue reading Learning To Watch The Sunrise…Even In A Pandemic.
My writer friend Ashley Yates said something last year that has stuck with me: “Black women take care of Black women.” It has taken this pandemic just to see how … Continue reading In The Middle Of A Start-Over…
As of this posting, we (my family and friends) are at about Day 9-10 of a self-imposed/mandatory quarantine. Now, my parents are Baby Boomers. I had a grandma that farmed. … Continue reading March Madness: This Is Where We At?
I have a confession. The first time I went Trick or Treating, I was 8. I went with my cousins in North St. Louis city. Even in retrospect, I wasn’t … Continue reading Why I Stopped Taking My Kids Trick Or Treating