I’m tight I only had one season to watch of this HBO TV show. — One afternoon, I conducted my weekly scroll through HBOMAX to find a new binge-worthy TV show to watch. I’ve been recently mourning the loss of This Is Us and have been on the hunt for a show that’ll captivate my attention and tug at my heartstrings. I stumbled across one…

RING THE ALARM BEYONCE IS BACK WHAT ELSE CAN I WRITE IN THIS DESCRIPTION — Girl, when I hopped on YouTube late last night and saw that Beyoncè herself put out a new track, “Break My Soul”, my jaw dropped. I’ve been taking a bit of a break from writing…

A 100-word story — Love blooms from appreciating the details: the pillow-softness of their hair, acne scarring along their cheek. Without those intimate details, ones that many of us wish to hide, they just don’t seem real. Realness reminds me that I’m alive. Sometimes, when I’m knee-deep in love and wading through its murky…

“When your North Star has left your sky, what can you be other than lost?” — The honey-thick heat inside the car made my long box braids stick to my back. I rolled down the car window, hoping for cool relief but getting a blast of hot wind. The trees we passed on the highway blurred, a splatter of dark green. Frank Ocean’s song “Lost” was…

Summer 2022 will be my hot girl summer — anxiety be damned! — My main goal for Summer 2022 is to make living in the moment a habit. I am in constant worriment about the past and the future. It feels like there’s an Anxious Annie sitting on the floor of my brain, frantically flipping through the chat log of my life. She’s…

The title may be a lil’ bit of a stretch. But, hey, these songs are packed with serotonin so — maybe it isn’t? — Every week, something new happens to remind me that America’s a constant dumpster fire. I don’t even have to mention anything specific for at least five recent horrific events to pop up in your head. It’s hard to stay level-headed, especially as a Black woman, especially, especially as a Black…

A lot of adulthood is learning how to parent yourself. — My body woke me up at 5:15 AM for the first time in months. The city was wrapped in a thick blanket of darkness. I assumed it was nighttime, until I heard the birds, twittering, twisting me out of my dream world. I thought about going back to sleep until…

From Nia’s poem archives of 20XX — You remind me of a Saturday morning ballet recital remixed with Kweli rhymes. He twists his verbs together with such a delicate uncanniness that my brain splits in two just thinking about it. And yet it pains me to let another poem about you loose. My prayers have failed, the…