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