Why We Love Marvel

I used to think breakups were hard for the love lost, but now I know the sadness is a side effect of a common sin: burying inner problems deep in the demands of a new relationship. I have been avoiding myself longer than I have ever tried to know myself. Avoiding anything that would cause…

Finding Detroit

I made the decision to move to Detroit on the wings of my new relationship. Detroit, the place where my Mother grew up, where my Grandmother went to work for decades, where my Grandfather died sending rifts through a family Elmer’s glued together. A place beloved and feared as a Murder Capital. A placed debate…

Learning to Accept Silence

I am often resistant to accepting advice from others. Like Prince, I perform a graceful embodiment of an air of casual arrogance – a talent, I think, as women continue to face pressure to be overtly malleable especially to the opinions of men and men-centric society. Every once in a while, however, there is a…

Mastering Emotional Volatility

Guidance is as irritating to youth as taxes are to working adults with no dependents. “Don’t tell me what to do with my life!” is now our “Why does the Government get to decide what I do with my money?”. I feel it, but still feel qualified to give my two cents. For reasons only…

When We’re Surrounded By Bad News

Changing my Facebook status from “single” to “In A Relationship” is the first step to a new love, in my opinion. I do this for a few reasons, one of them being that in an age of unprecedented instant gratification and access to anyone, anywhere, at any time, changing my status helps random men and…