Look me in the eyes when I laugh. Look at our Black bodies that aren’t just bodies and our Black laughter that will never know death, even when we do. Even if we do.
Black Art & Writing: A Story Collection
I see myself I am mesmerized by my power. Emmanuella My name means God is with us I will not fail I see my cocoa-colored skin My delicate dark brown eyes The first to go to college in my family. The first published writer. I am taking my place in history Like women who have done it before me Like all the girls like me Whose skin is as dark and beautiful as night. –Mentee Emmanuella Agyemang
This poem is dedicated to culture, lost identities, and the truth that it’s never too late to connect back to your roots that were taken away from you.
A poem that tackles surface-layer Black characters and urges Black humanity.
Two friends explore their shared personal connection with hair.
I am showcasing my love for Black features, our hair, skin, and lips. They are often portrayed in a positive light when they are on white bodies, but they should be celebrated on our bodies.
A short poem from the thoughts of a Black girl
In this piece, I stumble across the wonders of natural hair and after, try to convince my mother to let me go natural.
I’ve got a lot of opinions, and I want to speak out. Still, I struggle to deal with doubts, to find the right words, to steel myself for the comments from those who disagree.
A poetic piece revolving around the misconstrued perceptions of what it truly means to be an African American living in modern day society.
This piece explores how film can help us think more deeply about our choices in life.
Validation explores a love-hate intimate relationship that battles with self-love.
Poetic Pillars is a collection of poetry encompassing such themes as identity, mental health, family, heritage and love that serve as moments of self-reflection and appreciation of our individual and shared experiences.
In this piece you are about to read, I am telling you more about who I am and exploring all the layers of my identity. I use the words “I am” to highlight the different places, physical and emotional, that have made me who I am today.
In honor of Black History Month, I have written a piece that reflects on everyday reminders of slavery. I draw an unconventional parallel between my life and the experience of an enslaved woman.
A young girl born to immigrant parents trying to fit into American society. She realizes that she is uncomfortable with herself and the nation.