One particular manifestation of "The Black Experience" from the perspective of a twenty-something black woman.
baby, I want good.
He tells me who he is and lets me decide whether to believe him.
God, why do you demand martyrdom of our heroes?
This why I pay her the big bucks.
Been having a lot of out-of-body moments of late.
Petition to stop asking this question.
Does my Black life matter?
You hold cigarettes the way children hold hymnals.