On Healing From Within

I want to do everything from and with love – for myself + for my loved ones. and for their loved ones… until it reaches the darkest corners of the world.

On Being Someone Else

I’ve been pretending. // My skin color has always made me feel like The Other. // Am I evil? I wonder, turning my hands over. I look at my pigment, examine the green veins below the skin. Café con leche, you can say. Coffee with milk. Or yellow? Like the kids say these days. My skin… Continue reading On Being Someone Else

Dear White People:

I do not need your apology. I do not need your words. I will not pat you on the back for finally seeing what my people have been saying all along–that even with a Black man as our President– racism, sexism, homophobia, hate for & fear of the other exists. I want your eyes, your… Continue reading Dear White People:

In All My Glory

“Do you see me?” I ask, cracking my knuckles– nervous habit from years of social isolation. A.K.A Othering (It wasn’t a word before, but it is a word now). “Do you though?” I want to say. But my voice catches. My voice always catches when it’s time for me to speak. Do you see the real me?

A Faceless Doll No More

I’ve been very silent lately and I’m just going to come right out and say it: I started having an identity crisis. Okay, actually let me take a step back and say I started feeling really depressed. I started feeling really depressed about myself and my career and my talents and my life. Woah. Pause. All… Continue reading A Faceless Doll No More