I’m not saying it’s been easy, it hasn’t but I’m here and here’s good
That’s a line from someone on One Tree Hill, not really sure who, I never really watched the show…I’m sidetracking here, point is here, where I am, in this moment is good enough for me. Very often, because we are human, tragically human we feel…
Rape Is Hardly Ever Sexual
In light of 16 days of activism against gender based violence, I thought it poetic to do a piece on…well you guessed it, rape. Now before you close the tab because you’ve heard so many times how much rape sucks (and it does) and the…
Open Letter to the one who would have been the one that go away
I saw you yesterday and we both smiled. Politely, Quietly. Then that was it. Four years of turmoil and maybes and almosts and this is what it came down to. I almost didn’t smile, you know. I almost walked right past you, almost pretended you…
Open Letter to The Girl He Loved Before Me
There’s a way he looks at me, I’m pretty sure he’s convinced it’s genuine adoration or something sentimental like that. He means well. But I know what it is-that look on his face. It’s wonder. Wondering if I’m ever going to live up to you and…
I Don’t Usually Conform to Stereotypes but I’m an Angry Black Woman
It all started the other day. I ran into a young man on campus.We made small talk the way all normal people do. Then when I told him my name, he seemed shocked at the fact that I was Ndebele.His exact words were “UrimNdex?”Ok,so first…
My Week as The Other
I’ve been trying to gather up enough strength to finally be able to talk about this. A few weeks ago, I found myself in a situation that landed me with a defective knee. Long story short, I fell. And no there was nothing “damsel in…
May This Be The Last Apology You Make
As children we were taught to always apologize when we did wrong, I get it, it was a way to teach us to take responsibility for our actions from an early age. And as we grew older, the tradition of apologizing grew with us. We…
Not all your Friends are Going To Be Forever
I was in grade one when I made my first real friend. We were pretty close.Then I went to boarding school four years later, and our relationship declined to a few phone calls here and there then eventually to utter silence.We run into each other occasionally, and we’re honestly…
Umuntu Ngumuntu Ngabantu
I was in town yesterday, and something interesting happened. A “just married” couple is parading in a…Bentley or something, you know, those really nice, probably really expensive, really vintage cars, which was great. Their chauffeur is a Caucasian male, probably in his forties or fifties,…
19 going on…whatever, noone is counting
This is what happens when you realize your twentieth birthday is less than two months away. You panic. You think of all the things you said you would do in your teen years and you realize you did less than half of them. You realize…