We can be our own Sheroes

We can be our own Sheroes

It has been a year since my grandmother died and a year since I wrote my poetry. It’s funny how sometimes you cannot remember where you’ve put your keys, but bad memories play back over and over. I still remember it like it was yesterday. My mum messaged me in the...
Dear Melanin Woman

Dear Melanin Woman

If you read my last post about depression you know that I have had a few months of hardship. Some of this has been accounted to racism and having to handhold my son as he experiences his first racist experiences. I don’t know if it is the presence of social media but...
Hardships

Hardships

I was lying down earlier and I realised something about myself, I am a fighter. Let me explain what I mean, before you assume I’m into MMA or something. I have been going through the wars recently and had an onslaught of bad things happening. I guess this has shown me...