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Killmonger and the Limits of Revenge Fantasy

I spent most of my childhood wondering why black people didn’t fight more. Why hadn’t black women poisoned the families of slave owners if they cooked all the food? Why hadn’t they killed the babies if they had to nurse and raise them? (Thank you to Alice Randall for The Wind Done Gone.) Why, if black people outnumbered white people …

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Are you not yet free?

There are quite a few free negroes in Memphis. I am proud to be one of them. It is a risky path to take, but there is nothing like freedom. I wake up every morning knowing that no matter what, I’m going to be my authentic self. I learned the hard way that swallowing the poison of racial microagressions can make you …

Flat-Footed Truths

One of the many things I learned as a loud black girl developing into a loud black woman, is that folks don’t really like the truth. I’ve been told more often than I can count that lying is an important function in maintaining civility. Well, I appreciate civility, but being born a black girl child in the south basically dictates …