Why they couldn’t love me 

He lives in Mexico, the most recent. We saw each other at the airport — close physical reflections of one another. He caught my eye while he was on the phone, as he held the tram door open for me. But it was late and I was tired, so I rushed from the tram to … Continue reading Why they couldn’t love me 

Let’s trade. Millennials’ student loan debt for Baby Boomers’ social security

On the same day Presidential hopeful Elizabeth Warren announced her plan to eliminate student loan debt and make college free, the social security administration released its annual report announcing the high probability that social security will be insolvent by 2035, barring a rare and significant display of problem-solving by Congress. At first blush, these two … Continue reading Let’s trade. Millennials’ student loan debt for Baby Boomers’ social security

The Weight

When things are better, when I’m in flow, when I am outside often, when I'm creating, sharing, connecting – it’s much easier for food not to be the thing I look forward to, which makes controlling my bodyweight easier. That cycle isn’t unique to me. We all go through ebbs and flows of feeling uninspired, feeling stuck -- it’s completely normal. The added pressure of fearing the accompanying physical weight is what makes the ebbs of life feel harder.

More On Hair

Straight hair signals a closer proximity to whiteness, and I wonder, is that playing the game, or is it selling out? I suspect it comes down to how I use it and how I internalize it. If I know who I am, and that I am just playing with dead follicles on top of my head, am I selling out? I don’t know the answer.


Although it was a downer, the whole interaction was surprisingly sweet. He walked me home, and on the way I was looking for Venus, which is in conjunction with the moon tonight. He told me his friend did an astrology reading for him earlier; she told him he would encounter an unexpected Venus. We know I am Venus.

A Part Remains in Calaveras County

Leaving Calaveras is never easy for me, but as I drove away that night, with the hills in my rearview and the moon guiding me with her light, I couldn’t help but beam with tremendous gratitude, both for my connection to such a beautiful place, and to the people who enrich that beauty with a combination of valuable skills and intuitive humanity.

My hair is not your politics, it’s how it grows out of my head.

This morning as I walked to work, minding my own business, listening to a podcast, I saw a black man approaching me with a raised fist. I had just passed another man who was clearly struggling with an addiction, who mumbled under his breath as he lurched toward me on the sidewalk. I pretended not to … Continue reading My hair is not your politics, it’s how it grows out of my head.

Young, Gifted, and Black? Prepare to Fight for Your Education

When I moved from California to Texas at age four, I was reading full books and writing at a 1st- grade level. After being iced out of one upscale community that wasn’t keen on having a single black mother as a neighbor, my mom moved us into a different district, specifically for its public schools. … Continue reading Young, Gifted, and Black? Prepare to Fight for Your Education