Why I Learned to Swim in My Forties
Black bodies rocked against the splintered wood in the hull of the slave ship. Rusty chains rattled with each rise and fall
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November 25, 2019
Kerra Bolton
In Celebration of Black Poets
I was 7-years-old when I encountered Phillis Wheatley’s poetry. Our assignment was to write a report about a famous historic
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October 22, 2019
How to Start Finishing Your Best Work
It was a clear choice on a hot day. Spend the rest of the afternoon drinking cocktails on the beach or go home and write.
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September 22, 2019
Toni Morrison, Beloved, and Me
I cradled Toni Morrison’s novel Beloved in the crook of my arm the summer before my 18th birthday. Sweat dripped from my
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August 21, 2019
Can Reading Be Hopeful in an Age of Cynicism?
Andrew Hartley is used to pissing people off. The author of 21 published books in multiple genres, Andrew’s work spans ghost
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July 24, 2019
When Netflix Traumatizes You
Ava DuVernay’s “When They See Us” is a breathtaking masterpiece and searing indictment of the American criminal justice
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June 23, 2019
Make the World One Family
I am writing this while sitting at a dining room table in a lovely home in northern England. I hadn’t planned to be here.
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May 21, 2019
Revisiting Madonna
“Dance and sing. Get up and do your thing.” The year was 1983 and Madonna’s “Everybody” was everywhere. At 10-years-old, I
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April 17, 2019
Why Are We Still Shaming Single Women?
This article began with a phone call. A friend called to lament about a friend who experienced a crisis of faith because no
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March 27, 2019
