personal essays

Why Sandwiches And Situationships Don’t Mix

It’s late February 2020—a pre-COVID-19 world. I was attending a Black tech entrepreneur mixer being held at my office that I didn’t really want to go to, but I decided at the…

Leaving Kenya, Becoming A Ghost

When I moved to America at age six, I became a ghost. Crossing the Atlantic ocean, I left behind family, customs, and traditions. I remember the day exactly, July 11th, 2005. My mother had…

“What’s It Like Being A Hot Girl?”

Then, about two minutes later, another man who saw the “Talk to me!” sign I apparently had taped to my shirt came over.

“Wow, you’re hot,” he said.

How Moving Back Home Taught Me To Be Present In The Moment

There is no feeling that compares to the car ride from Midway Airport to my Bronzeville community. The view of the skyline from I-55 featuring a new skyscraper I can’t quite place,…

An Anti-Coming Out Story

Coming out as a Black bisexual woman is messy, significant, deeply personal…and I’m sick of it.