It was the September of 2016....I still had the scent of Morocco running through my mind. I'd just celebrated my birthday there. It felt good to breathe in a different type of air, you know. I was tired of the one that had been keeping me alive in my home town, metaphorically speaking. Love…
Labels For Sale
To be a woman is one thing. To be a BLACK woman is another thing. To be an aspiring, go getting, confident and fearless black woman is something else!! The truth is though, I don’t care much for labels and I feel less for rigid identities that have been fitted out with hurtful and offensive…
