Imprints on our skin, fresh in our blood: Straighten your hair, they slurred, as they staggered past. Straighten for you … More
Tag: slavery
Caste aside
The last line of my first blog post reads ‘Black people need to do better.’ Now, eight posts later and … More
Longing for the fruit of my ancestral garden
‘Go home. You’re not welcome here. Go home.’ Show me home, this place which you shriek and shout of, this … More
Nothing could be more unlike
Nothing could be more unlike Beaten, broken male bodies, shot dead in the street for resisting arrest, for standing … More
