Tag: Writing

• Sounds of my Birthday

  

  I’m 22 now. I’ve done things that I could only dream of as a restless teenager waiting for the day she could escape her suburban hellscape. I made it to New York. Instead of suffering through hours of calculus and ecology, I’m studying the subjects I love the most. I’ve learned so much in these […]

  December 3, 2020

  Music, Writing

• Contemplating Blackness in White America

  

  The first time I contemplated my blackness, I was filling out the personal information section on a standardized test, one of those yearly exams every elementary school student is forced to take. I came across the race and ethnicity section and perused my limited options. The only viable option was to fill in the bubble […]

  July 12, 2019

  Writing

• For Colored Girls

  

  I became fully aware of my blackness in second grade. I had just started at a new school, a private school in Howard County, MD, and I was one of six black kids in my entire grade. It was not the first time I’d been the minority at school. Looking back, the Montessori school I […]

  February 28, 2019

  Writing