This essay is part of a year long series following one fed-up reader’s white literature “detox.” Read more here, and follow her book list here. The hood has a parking lot economy. If you drive down certain streets in predominately black neighborhoods, you’ll see tables and tents or sometimes just a pickup with its truck bed door open. […]
I don’t speak Portuguese and I can’t pretend to be the biggest hip-hop expert in the entire world, but even I can tell that the female MCs coming out of Brazil right now are up to something special and that we should all be paying attention. These ladies are having a moment that reminds me of the […]
This essay is part of a year long series following one fed-up reader’s white literature “detox.” Read more here, and follow her book list here.
I’ve decided that I need to dedicate the next year of my reading life exclusively to books written by people of color. Let me tell you how I got here.
Janelle Monáe has often described herself as a time traveler. While driving to work this morning and listening to the title track of her new album The Electric Lady, I finally got to see her time-hopping powers at work.
For me, St. Patrick’s Day has always been about one thing: self-preservation. My first St. Paddy’s “celebration” (if it can be called that) came in kindergarten when my mother sent me to school without remembering to dress me in green, and without any warning that there would be legions of little bastards (formerly known as […]