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January 2016

Choosing Not to Breastfeed Was My Revolutionary Act Thumbnail

Within 30 minutes of the delivering my son, a lactation nurse was in my room giving me information about breastfeeding. She was adamant about convincing me to at least see if my baby would latch on to my breast, but I was tired and she was pushy, so I asked her to leave. She gave [...]

Not Your Docile Negro: Keep King’s Name Outta Your Mouth Thumbnail

By third grade, I could rattle off the highlights of Dr. King’s life and career — including dates — with perfection. My encyclopedic knowledge of the most influential civil rights leader in history was a source of immense pride for my parents. Any family function was marked by my parents directing me in an impromptu [...]

#Oscarssowhite AGAIN! Why I Don't Give a Fuck Thumbnail

Once I was up for a promotion at work. It was between me and one other woman in the office. I had been working at the company for only two years, but had done an amazing job, producing tangible results. My competitor had been with the company for many years, was well-liked and performed her [...]

Dear White America: What About “Black on Black” Crime? Thumbnail

A familiar refrain, classically touted in the aftermath of an unarmed black child being murdered by police, is “what about black on black crime?” Other writers have called out this line of thinking, pointing to, among other things, the fact that black people do write about and protest violence in black communities and that horizontal [...]

Adopting Black Children is Not Your Chance to Prove You’re Not Racist Thumbnail

The biggest lesson I’ve learned since becoming a mother is that love isn’t enough. From the moment I discovered I was pregnant, I loved my baby; that was the easy part. That immediate and natural love was enough for me to feel like a successful parent for the better part of the first two years [...]

Not Giving a Fuck Made Me an Awesome Mother Thumbnail

When I was pregnant with my son, I was determined to be an awesome mother. I sat down one day and made as list of all the principles I wanted to teach him. Now, nearly eight years after I made that list, I can’t even remember most of what I wrote. I vaguely remember writing [...]