I’m a semi-ratchet feminist. I love Black women.
I’m a 30-something Black woman from Detroit & everywhere else, now living in the great state of Georgia. I’m a survivor of abuse, like most in my tribe.
My first and preferred language is an English-Ebonics hybrid, peppered with a little Spanish.
“When Chickenheads Come Home To Roost” by Joan Morgan was the first explicitly feminist text I ever read.
I’m pretty chill on most days, but I like to pop my ass in public every now and then. I enjoy swearing, big hoop earrings, trap music, dancehall, ghetto tech, and speculative fiction by women and authors of color.
maya showed me who i was. bell made it plain. audre showed me who i could be. zora taught me i could write in my own language. octavia taught me i could write to transcend. nikki taught me to speak my truths. chimamanda inspires me. and so on.
I am single & sex positive. I’m attracted to men, but I don’t fuck misogynists so pickings are slim.
You can always catch me in a bookstore or a coffee-shop, boo’ed up with my dell.
Something about writing is liberating, so that’s what I do.