Bell Avenue (Childhood)

I grew up waiting for the day that my father would finally make my mother breathe her last breath. From the outside looking in you would have never known the horror that existed in my life as a little girl. My parents were living the American dream as a young, black couple in America. We […]

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Slap Him Back

As I was riding home with my teenager yesterday, I began talking to her about relationships and I asked her, “What would you do if you had been dating someone for a year or more, and you were madly in love with him, and during an argument, he slapped you?” Her immediate response, “I would […]

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