The woman ordering dessert (or rather, “trying” to order dessert) is completely unembarrassed when she finally settles on the cheesecake… Read more If The Invisible Man Didn’t Want to Be Seen, He Should Have Just Become A Working-Class Woman
The woman ordering dessert (or rather, “trying” to order dessert) is completely unembarrassed when she finally settles on the cheesecake… Read more If The Invisible Man Didn’t Want to Be Seen, He Should Have Just Become A Working-Class Woman
I keep forgetting to take my vitamins. I must remember to take my vitamins. Or maybe my entire internal framework… Read more You Don’t Take Your Vitamins, Your Vitamins Take You
Like everything, even being able to successfully report a crime entails “having money.” Because, obviously, you need a phone to… Read more The Classism of What It Takes to Report a Crime
It used to be that you could talk about the weather. That, as a matter of fact, it was the… Read more How’s the Weather?
And you will ask yourself: have I always been in this Target? Was I born here? Did I ever know… Read more You Have Always Lived in This Target
Being basic makes things so much easier. Who wants “bespoke” items anyway when it’s such a chore/additional expense to find… Read more A Decor Whore’s Journey to the Bouquinistes
He tells me it’s my white privilege that makes me act so uppity. Not just in general, but specifically about… Read more One Parasite, Two Scenarios
As one would expect of a man who brought nothing to the proverbial table in general, it was no surprise… Read more The Man Who Brought Nothing to the Picnic
When reports of the story first came in, I was uninterested. I thought, “Why the fuck would I bother with… Read more Submersed in Irony
As a Black Woman, with a capital “B” and “W,” the beloved chanteuse was, in part, so beloved for her… Read more Who Cares About the Unhoused When Adoncé Is In Town?