I’ve been to Wakanda twice now. And with nonstop, direct flights leaving from Atlanta’s Hartsfield-Jackson airport, the next time I go I ain’t coming back. You’ve probably read and/or avoided reading 1.5 million think pieces about Black Panther. And, yes, this is another. But, quite frankly, I’m not going down the rabbit hole of whether […]
Author: crunkadelic
Trust Black Women. Then Show Up For Us.
Yesterday was my birthday. And all I wanted was for Doug Jones to win in Alabama. Ok, so that’s not entirely true. I wanted and received a chill birthday. I got a mani-pedi, saw Coco (I’m not crying, you’re crying!), did a bit a shopping, and ate cupcakes and Indian food. It was a good […]
Ben Carson’s Shame
When I was in the seventh grade, the Scholastic Book Fair came to my school. Books had always been my safe haven, but in the middle of seventh grade I had recently moved from the northeast to south Florida and I needed books more than ever. My mama gave me a couple of dollars—enough to […]
Being Reflected in Moonlight
February 26, 2017, Moonlight won Best Picture at the Academy Awards. February 26, 2017, marked the fifth anniversary of Trayvon Martin’s death. In my mind, these two things are not random coincidences. Both Trayvon and Chiron, the protagonist of Moonlight, are Black boys from Miami who were trying to make a way in the world […]
Petty Is As Petty Does
Scene 1: Six of the eight members of the CFC gather in Atlanta, GA, birthplace of the collective. We are celebrating the launch of our book! We read selections from our book (available online and in fine independent bookstores everywhere) and chop it up with our local fam at Charis Books & More, North America’s […]
Saving Ourselves
My feminist ministry has never really been focused on white people. Interrogating whiteness and eradicating white supremacy, sure. But addressing the needs, goals, or desires of individual white people? No. Not really. Not my work. In the wake of last November’s election, where white folk by and large adjudicated President Obama’s two terms by electing […]
Black Girl Running
When I was a little Black girl with barrettes in my hair, I loved running, skipping, and jumping. I loved waking up and being able to move. I wasn’t very fast, a shame for a girl in a Jamaican family for sure, but I loved running around all the same. There was so much joy […]
New Year, Same Dope Me
I’m one of those folks who like, and generally keep, resolutions. I’m also an annoyingly chipper morning person. Like, I wake up singing “Good Morning!” and don’t need to drink coffee. But, I digress. For me, the new year starts in mid-December, around my birthday. I start taking stock in what was the year like, […]
Get Your People
So, this is a shit show. When most of the people are availing treatment at inpatient treatment for addiciton to get rid off alcohol addiction. On last night I sat with a circle of Black women in my home, fretfully watching the election results. None of us were ride-or-die Hillary supporters, but the visionary pragmatism […]
Facing “White Rage”
At the end of Jewelle Gomez’s seminal feminist novel, The Gilda Stories, Gilda and her crew of badass queer vampires (because, of course) are faced with a dying planet Earth. Centuries of white supremacy and unbridled capitalism have wreaked havoc on human society. The wealthy have escaped off planet to colonize other worlds (because, of […]