ANONYME My name is whatever. My face is not important. You do not need to know me, Identify me. Just know that I am Black. But also that "black" is not All that I am .
Statement of Purpose
Here is the Statement of Purpose that I wrote as part of my grad school application to The Pennsylvania State University, where I will begin a dual-degree PhD in French and Women’s Studies this fall: I. Concentration One crucial take-away that I gained from my college experience is that my strengths and skills cannot be …
RePost: The motherland that was never mine
A bit of shameless recycling: I originally wrote this post as part of my student internship with my school’s literary magazine, The Shenandoah Review, and it was featured on their student-run blog a few years ago. With our current Presidential administration, its content becomes more relevant every day: The title of this blog post was …
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My Americanah
Of the many wonderful opportunities I’ve had this summer, I’m especially grateful to have been able to read at my own pace. This applies to the audio books I’ve listened to during my morning jogs; the growing pile of French and English novels that I’ve chosen to analyze for my upcoming honors thesis; books from …
Preaching to the Choir
“I feel most colored when I am thrown against a stark, white background.” ~Zora Neale Hurston I’ve grown wary of the expression “in a class all by oneself.” I grew up hearing it, learning it, experiencing it, but as a good thing. “To be in a class by yourself,” my father would tell me, “is …
