If I didn’t ask…

I almost let someone else's opinion of my hair change my mind about my hair.

Coffee: Zoe Chapter 6

  She sat across from me, her almond eyes seemed a shade darker than I remembered. Stirring her drink, she stared out of the window. I watched as her nose wrinkled when she brought the cup to her lips, same as she’d always done. I handed her the sugar dispenser as I knew this would … Continue reading Coffee: Zoe Chapter 6

Why did I get married?

'Cause, I ain't have shit better to do, that's why! Let me stop playing. I could sit here and say I got married for some hetero- normative reason. I could say I got married because of some hallmark card bullshit, but the truth of the matter is... We had already been in a committed relationship … Continue reading Why did I get married?

5 reasons why I love being black, lesbian, and married.

Who doesn't wanna be black (unless you don't)? What, with our gorgeously unique hair, popping skin, cultural contributions, and natural affinity for improving everything we touch, I wouldn't want to be any other race. The look on traditionalists faces when I reach for my wife's hand in public or plant a juicy kiss on her … Continue reading 5 reasons why I love being black, lesbian, and married.

Hers is better

One of the perks of being in our lesbian relationship is the surplus of bonus goodies that come with the privilege. I stay taking her stuff and she stays mad while enabling me to do it. Here's a list of my top favorite things of hers to borrow without asking. T-Shirts I think this one … Continue reading Hers is better