This post is dedicated to a man who will never read my blog and someone I may never see again, but who enjoyed my brief time with me this summer. A man who wore loafers with shorts and ankle socks (which I hated). A man who was not large in stature but took up more…
Circles you only want mewhen i don’t want youwhich means you never want me becausei always want you
Four days late . . . Sorry. The rest of the poems will be uploaded today so that I am up to date. Untitled I look white men in their eyes in the board roomI stand up to my mother if I feel disrespectedI tell men off when they approach me in the dark But…
To become a more credible writer on black love and other topics I think intersect with it (and because I have a problem), I recently picked up some new books, one of them being Love Poems by Nikki Giovanni. Although I have yet to finish the book of poems, the ones I’ve read so far…
Recently, I have noticed that when people ask me what my type in men is, the first thing that comes to mind is a man who can read. Naturally, someone will respond and say something like “well that’s not hard to find” or ask “that’s it.” But I mean it. I’m looking for a man…
When I first saw Punch-Drunk Love, it became one of my favorite movies. I’m not sure why, but it spoke to me on a level I never expected a film to. Looking back now, I think I understand why; Barry Eagan is the rage and confusion we all contain inside of us while trying to…
After getting out of a 4-year relationship I had been in since my teen years, I am now learning the landscape of adult dating. As a woman who needs structure to even go with the flow, I have no clue what I’m doing, what the norms are, and what’s too much or too little. These…
Today I watched my first episode of Love Island and instantly felt doomed for love’s existence today. Perhaps this is me being dramatic as usual, or the times are very scary. It also doesn’t help that I’m currently reading Communion by bell hooks. While watching the episode, all I could think about was what she…