(Part 2) The Right to Mourn… The Black Aesthetic of Generation Z

Hi there! Happy you are here and of course welcome (back) to the pink room. Grab a seat, get comfortable… we might be here for a little while. Okay friends we are diving right in. If you haven’t already please first read part one of this post introducing you to the content of today’s chat.Continue reading “(Part 2) The Right to Mourn… The Black Aesthetic of Generation Z”

Prelude: The Right to Mourn… (Part 1)

Welcome (back) to the pink room! Hi there. Glad you are here. Grab a seat, get comfortable … we might be here for a little while. I feel like it’s been long enough that I probably should reintroduce myself a little. But don’t worry. I still have definitely been doing way too much thinking andContinue reading “Prelude: The Right to Mourn… (Part 1)”

Eulogy to the Girl I was Supposed to Be

Eulogy to the girl I was supposed to be. Eulogy to the girl I thought I was going to be. Eulogy to the girl they predestined for me. Eulogy to the girl I wished to be. Eulogy to the girl I never could be. Eulogy to the girl they thought me to be. Eulogy toContinue reading “Eulogy to the Girl I was Supposed to Be”

From a girl on the margins

For the girl on the margins… Who has grown accustomed to tears To loneliness And the feeling of unwantedness For the girl on the margins… Who has tried her best to find a way to live in it, through it and despite it For the girl on the margins… Who has tried to be strongContinue reading “From a girl on the margins”

Empathy in Theory and not Practice (Part 1): For the Love of God, Stop Calling Me, E!

Hey all! Welcome back to my pink room. Happy to have you here. Grab seat, get comfortable… we might be here for a little while. Today, we are continuing our schooling investigation with another installment in our “Schooling and Our Roots” series. We are going to be taking a slightly different approach than usual, andContinue reading “Empathy in Theory and not Practice (Part 1): For the Love of God, Stop Calling Me, E!”