Dear Readers, I’ve been blogging at Redbone Afropuff & Black GRITS since 2009. It’s been a great run, but as…
I attended a conference session called, “Defusing the Power of Toxic Religion for Sexual Advocacy,†because I’m writing a memoir…
At a table on the quiet side of the room, five black women are talking. Sex. Helping a friend…
Do you wear a wig around the house, even when you’re by yourself? I do, and I feel conflicted about…
This week’s essay is posted on The Thought Erotic for its inauguration issue, “We the People Won’t Be…
*Trigger warning* The week of August of 15, my news feed was filled with damning articles and opinions about Nate…
You may ask for freedom only if you live above reproach. That was the message to enslaved black people in…
Last night, as I was wracking my brain to come up with an end-of-year post that was reflective, inspirational and…
When Cameo King sent me questions about feminism to help me prepare for this broadcast, I had to take a…
For today’s Faith & Feminism Friday, I refer you to a conversation recorded over the summer when I was honored…
In a past life, I slut-shamed my future husband. Except I can’t really call it slut-shaming, because the standards of…
I came across the above quote last semester in my academic research but returned to it in June, when the…
ME: I had a good life. My program wasn’t what I really wanted, and it was hard to do that…
Around this time last year, I was parked in the lobby of a hotel in Tobago (the smaller island of…
I remember attending a Sunday school class several years ago in which the gentleness of God was the topic. I…
“There are all boys at Stephanie’s (invented name) house, so you can’t turn up like you do here. You have…
This summer, I’m finally making time to go through Javacia Harris Bowser’s e-course, “How to Write and Have a Life. 
My church did Resurrection Sunday differently this year. The Drama Ministry and Choir conducted the whole service, except for the…
I envy Ann Bauer’s life. I began reading her piece for Salon, “‘Sponsored’ by my husband: Why it’s a…
One of the reasons I stopped working on my memoir was because when an agent strongly suggested I adapt my…
This inconsistency between black identity and Christianity’s role in the oppression of black people is something I think all black…
I hate when I think of a snappy comeback three weeks after a discussion ends. That’s happening right now, as…
I spent a portion of my last day at 33 dancing and thinking about the messages in the dance. On…
Despite the photos I’m posting on Facebook and Twitter, this trip isn’t all, or even 10%, about the beach. It’s…
I write about my life of “existing in many spaces at once, holding multiple identities and not quite serving…