The truth is that Creativity straddles Crazy like a child playing hopscotch on a dark summer’s day. Come meet Creativity in this short story by Wilde!
I am going to give you a little Ruha and hope that a little Ruha here and there will keep the Nazis at bay. Because Lord knows we can’t keep them away, white supremacy and our precious country are synonymous after all. So, please meet Dr. Ruha Benjamin, an American Professor McGonagall.
As a teenager, I found endless energy for basketball. I remember spending countless days and evenings in hot gymnasiums with 10-12 other sweaty girls. We learned plays; we practiced motions, and we worked hard; then we slouched off, laughed and fought. Mostly, we played basketball. And some of us learned about life from some amazing […]
Jordan was injured playing the sport he loved on the weekend of 9/26/2020. Right now he is in critical condition. We are currently raising money for his full recovery. Please take a moment and say a prayer for his amazing family or donate if you can. Welcome to another edition of #TalesFromTheATL and this time […]
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Books for the Holidays is all about gifting your loved ones something timeless, classic, and revolutionary. A book is nothing if not a place to be free. #HerstunReads It is the very first Herstun Holiday and man has it been busy. I am new to so much in the #bloggingcommunity and #writingcommunity. And there is […]
It has been a wild first month of basketball in the NBA so far. From arguing, load management issues to highlight-reel plays and Carmelo’s resurrection, it feels great to see that basketball season is officially back. And I cannot wait to see what the rest of the season has for us. So, let’s so who […]
Plain Pain Just pain. No window. All shame. Blood flow & Red brain. Nothing but Plain pain. Like watching the slow drop of any drain. It drips into your veins. Commanding your blood flow. And dragging your soul Low. Splitting skulls on the concrete, until the red meat shows. Or do you show blue in […]