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    Who Teaches Black Girls To Speak Up?

    In 2003, my elementary school housed 5th grade in trailers outside. OutKast was dominating the charts and those raised in DeKalb County during the early 2000s know that the Krunk movement was at its peak. My science teacher had been out for a few weeks and returned to restless students and stacks of papers. In […] More

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    What’s Love Got To Do With Black Millennials?

    Black millennials are a precarious group of individuals. We printed out MapQuest directions, had to type the 4 and 6 key on a phone five times to spell “going” when we texted our friends (on a Razr if we were lucky), and now we’re shouldering more loan debt than any generation before us. The unique […] More

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    Let’s Talk About Black Grief

    By the time my dad had turned 50 years old, he’d already survived two heart attacks. He died at the age of 52 after suffering complications from pulmonary hypertension. I was 22 years old and on my way to social work school in New York. My journey with grief didn’t begin with my dad’s passing, […] More

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    What Now Means: To Be A Black Millennial in a Global Pandemic

    It feels as though our lives were like a game of musical chairs. Wherever you were when the pandemic turned the music off, you had to figure out how to settle into that space, even if there was not a chair for you. For me, the music was turned off as I was in a […] More