I’m back! What started out as a one month hiatus to be present and enjoy my time, my 45th birthday,…

A celebration, a confession, and a love letter to 45 years of figuring it out. Today I turn 45. July…

I want it with seeds. But Is It Good Though? The seedless ones are everywhere now. Easier, neater, nobody’s spitting…

I am in a season of discovery.  Have been for a few years now. A real one.  The kind that…

There is a plaque on the column outside that reads: “Speak to the earth and it shall teach thee.”  I…

  Easter is this Sunday. If you grew up Black and Southern—or really Black anywhere in America—you know that Easter…

Lately I’ve been sitting with something heavy.  Not panic.  Not anxiety.  Just a steady awareness that we are living with…

There is something almost insulting about being asked to compress ourselves into a month, as if Black joy and Black…

Winter mornings ask a lot of me. They ask me to get up when it’s dark.  To leave the warmth…