Today, August 2, 2025, marks one hundred and one years since the birth of the African American writer and activist James Baldwin; and inspired by his life and work, I have come to two conclusions about the meaning of secularism.
Now is the winter of our discontent Made glorious summer by this sun of York Words that play On the cassette player of my childhood memories. Chilly Autumn evenings waiting In the mini-van For my dad to pick up the pizza. Me, my brother, And my mom, before cell phones detached us all from each... Continue Reading →
A brown-skinned celebrity of African descent Made a post on Instagram today saying she was happy. Understandably so, Her song is doing really well; Number 4 on TikTok. A fan of unknown ethnic descent commented on the post Saying they were sad That Black men are being murdered in this country, And asked how she... Continue Reading →
I am a Black woman living in America. My whole life, the culture that surrounds me has taught me that the value of a Black woman is largely extrinsic. Like Aunt Viv in the Fresh Prince of Bel-Air or Regina King’s role in Miss Congeniality 2, the Black woman is most often portrayed in the... Continue Reading →
Sankofa Virgo 