He was quiet, too quiet, the kind of quiet that is filled with regret. I couldn’t speak, I couldn’t move, all I could do was hold my breath and wait for his response. If he would have cried or even cursed I would have known how to react. But sitting on the...
cigarettes butts and cum stains is what you left. there wasn’t a love note or a even a text. just cigarette butts and cum stains. not even a post-it note…even Carrie got a post-it note. no after sex glow, no clenching my pillow sleeping with a smile on my...
I have been trying to put into words how I felt after going to church I mean, “When Pens Collide.” But that’s exactly how I felt when I left the event experience. I wanted to tap three of my neighbors next to me on the train and say, “Neighbor,...
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Hey Sis, hey!
For women of color to continue the conversations that we have in the nail salon, beauty parlor, church, and during our lunch breaks at work. This is a place where you can kick off your shoes and get comfortable.