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Power of the Ancestors
Remember when I moved twice in 2023? Lord, my life was a real-estate soap opera that year. But that first apartment? That one earned a reputation. Anthony and India swore the place was haunted. Not “maybe a weird noise” haunted. Full-on somebody-died-in-here-and-never-left haunted. India even christened it The Bates Hotel, and once she said it,…
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Emotional Illiteracy
I used to think most people are stupid because they lack empathy. But are they really stupid or just clueless? That thought came from a hard-earned place. I’ve always been able to have empathy for others and when you’ve spent years watching loss, watching people disappear, watching grief carve hollows in real lives, you start…
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Black Trump Supporters
The sociological aspect of Black Trump supporters is fascinating. Some genuinely believe that aligning themselves with white supremacy—the ideological backbone of this administration—will earn them acceptance, protection, or proximity to power. A seat at a table that was never built for them. What they don’t seem to grasp is that in systems built on racial…
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Finding My Voice
I learned that I had a gift for writing in college, but I never took it seriously because I thought anyone who was a prolific reader would automatically be a good writer. I didn’t realize then that loving books and shaping sentences are two different kinds of magic. One is absorption; the other is creation.…
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Too Old for the Market, Too Young to Stop Fighting
Sometimes I want to beat my own ass for not being financially secure at my vast age. It takes a lot of restraint not to crawl into that gutter called bitterness. I understand the people who live there. I really do. You follow the blueprint. Do everything society tells you you’re supposed to do to…
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Fear and Loathing of a Social Science
Dedicated to Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr., a fellow sociologist I had no idea my college major sociology was held in such contempt until I joined social media. Suddenly everybody had opinions about sociology, most of them loud, wrong, and proudly under-researched. I just blinked like, damn, y’all really are dumb. Yeah, that was pretty…
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What’s Wrong With People in 2026?
Social media didn’t create the mess—it weaponized it. It rewards attention, not wisdom. Rage spreads faster than insight. Performative morality gets more likes than actual integrity. People start living for reaction instead of reflection. The self becomes a product. Empathy becomes optional.
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Two Sides of the Same Woman
In the first picture, I was a fat drunk. I was getting fucked up at least twice a week. After Larry died, I was drunk damn near every other day. Then epilepsy entered the chat. Hell, I had gotten drunk the night before I had my seizure. I had a choice after the diagnosis: continue…
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Sharpshooters of My Bloodline
Lately I’ve been thinking about my great-grandfather and his little brother. They were enslaved on the Barrow Plantation in Louisiana when they made the decision to run. How they did it, I will never know. At just eighteen and fifteen years old, they chose motion over fear, the unknown over the certainty of chains. They…
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Fabulous Me
In May, it will be twenty years since I graduated from college. Me—the high school dropout they quietly counted out. Me—the mother of two children by the age of twenty-one. Me—the welfare recipient society loves to reduce to a statistic. And also me—the college student who walked across that stage with a 3.8 GPA, a…
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