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
So far, I'd like to think I've painted a pretty sweet picture of being married for you. I've talked a little about the in's and out of our relationship and I've even given you some reasons why I love my wife to pieces. However. We ain't exempt from the fuckery that is marriage. (Yeah, I … Continue reading They can’t all be winners
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.
I decided to go on this writing journey primarily out of necessity. I was word vomiting everywhere on everyone who would listen. I was making my problems everyone else's because I wasn't feeling validated and I honestly didn't recognize that I was doing it. Once I cleaned the lenses of my glasses and give myself … Continue reading Popular
I came home after the revision meeting with the new lead for The Tea to find a bouquet of lilies on my doorstep from Emory. My heart skipped a beat when I saw the beautiful arrangement and read the card she sent with them. I hadn't heard a word from Emory since the night of … Continue reading Coffee: Gabrielle Chapter 5