The Form or How Moving to America Reshaped my Identity as a Black Woman

I was 23 the first time I was asked to officially identify my race. I had to fill an employment form and could only pick one option. The situation was anxiety-inducing because despite the fact of not being white, could I call myself black?  As long as I can remember, people always asked: “Tu esContinue reading “The Form or How Moving to America Reshaped my Identity as a Black Woman”

#SoYouCouldSleepAtNight

Is there a chance you were told lies? #SoYouCouldSleepAtNight Is there a possibility your fathers euphemized history? What is the likelihood alternative facts shaped your narrative, indeed? That instead of pointing out death, beatings, and rapes, You were taught to legitimize? That instead of being shown the naked truth, the wool was pulled over yourContinue reading “#SoYouCouldSleepAtNight”