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Returned: A Journey Through Ghana
Ghana has such a rich history and culture, one that makes it a prime gateway into connecting those in the diaspora to their West African roots. There was much to see, do, learn, and savor. My friends and I joined a travel group that included tour guides to take us through an itinerary filled with…
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Returned: My Year of Return and Rebirth
I am one of the disrespectful negroes who returned to Ghana and left the rest of you unsuspecting negroes back in triflin’, dumb, and dirty-ass America, and was admonished, defriended, blocked, and unfollowed by Damon because of it. While I didn’t intend for my social media feeds to add to anyone’s FOMO-turned-existential crisis, I am…
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A Tale of Two Faces
My mother tells me I look like my grandmother, a brown belle whose features I know only through faded photographs and choppy 8mm film strips. I try to imagine the experience of a woman with whom I seem to share a face, with her growing up under Jim Crow in the 1910s and 1920s as…
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Why I Would Never Marry My Best Friend
I was recently reading my girl Dara’s latest blog post about marriage being boring and unmysterious (prompted by the Netflix show Master of None). She also discusses the way in which she is comforted by the familiarity of her husband and their routine, and the newness that they still experience as they grow and evolve, both…

