Well after people get over the fact that I’m hardly home (but always reppin’), they ask, as a nomad, how … More
“To My Future Husband, Wherever You Are, I Know Who You Are Because God has shown me who I am. You are the only one who can handle…..” [click link to continue]
[Read page one: Occupying Ferguson… and page two: Conquering Fear] Although I was absolutely willing to put my life on … More
[Read page one: Occupying Ferguson]At that time in 2014, I was tangled deep into the black web of Tumblr. The … More
Three years ago, today, I was driving in heavy stop-and-go Atlanta traffic. Per usual, I expected to reach maximum frustration … More
On a solo retreat, when my private grotto became a lipsync stage. Enjoying the breeze and Rihanna’s Love on the Brain in Jamaica.
I have to be because I have sought after it since I was a young girl. Before I was a … More
We were seated in a bustling bar in midtown Atlanta only a couple hours after my flight landed. Publik, it … More