It’s been awhile since I was so excited for a movie that I saw it twice in its opening week. While waiting to pre-purchase tickets for Black Panther, I developed an unhealthy obsession with Fandango, and my wallet wept when the Funko POP! figures were released. I was excited to go to Wakanda, y’all, and Wakanda did…
I don’t know about you, but I’m mentally exhausted by the multitude of sexual assault stories surfacing over the last few months—as we should be. Some of the stories shared through the #MeToo movement have triggered a range of emotions and questions; some may have come off as “gray areas.” How do we actually know when…
I wanted to be able to come here and speak with you on this occasion because you are young, gifted and black. ... I, for one, can think of no more dynamic combination that a person might be. ... And that is why I say to you that, though it be a thrilling and marvelous thing to be merely young and gifted in such times,…
Because of Jay-Z, this New Year’s Eve, I found myself thinking about families and feuding.
I wanted to kill my boyfriend in ways that let me observe his suffering and return the power in our relationship to my hands.
It was around 1994, and I was crushing hard on L. She was fine—like an Asian Apollonia, but just a bit thicker, with a dynamite smile and an easy laugh. She was also the sister of a guy I worked and hung out with, and I liked her immediately.
When I was a kid, there was an older black woman in the house next to ours named Ms. J. who took care of her older, invalid sisters. I loved Ms. J.
When future President Barack Obama said, “It’s never hard for me to extol the wonders and beauty of black women,” veteran TV producer Patrick L. Riley was right there.
“I was called a faggot before I was ever called a nigger.”
A high school student is dead and his father has been charged with killing him after, police say, the father, Wendell Melton, shot and killed his 14-year-old son.
Since Donald Trump was elected, marginalized communities have understood that life could become more difficult, but no one could have imagined just how difficult. From the moment Trump was inaugurated, we have borne witness to the ways in which his presidency has negatively affected our lives.
The Emmys were this past Sunday, and they were nothing short of black star power. From a black actor winning for the first time in decades in the drama category to a black comedian winning in a comedy series directed and written by all black people, one could say that the event was the most inclusive and…
Gay dads Kordale Lewis and Kaleb Anthony, along with their adorable kids, are now the face of a major fashion campaign.
The only way to convince Charlamagne tha God to stop allowing transphobia on his show is to threaten his job security, as far as black transgender female activists I spoke with are concerned. And, while, no, Charlamagne didn’t talk about killing trans women, Ashlee Marie Preston said that Charlamagne was the…
The character of Toine Wilkins, a transgender police officer on OWN’s critically acclaimed series Queen Sugar, is the first trans person Brian Michael Smith has ever portrayed, and is perhaps the first portrayal of an African-American trans man on a major television show.
Netflix has picked up the worldwide rights for David France’s documentary, The Death and Life of Marsha P. Johnson, which premiered at the Tribeca Film Festival earlier this year.
When Master of None’s Lena Waithe shared her coming-out story with the show’s writers’ room, she never thought it would ever end up as an episode, let alone one of the Netflix series’ most memorable episodes to date.
There was no church scene. There were no tambourines or drums, no preachers loudly proclaiming Leviticus 20:13, Romans 1 and 1 Corinthians 6:9. There were no flamboyant choir directors, teenagers named Arthur or bluesmen named Jimmy; no John or Gabriel Grimes; no Elishas.
Last week I attended a church member’s funeral. Hues of black and brown formed a beautiful palette as the saints marched in their white-and-black vestments. White for the sacredness of the one to whom the service was dedicated, and black for their anguish. The preacher read Scriptures as the family processioned into…