Father’s Day 2019 is upon us. I originally wrote this about my entire family. I wanted to re-release it for Father’s Day because it tells so much of the story of me and my dad. In case you did not know, the Herstun Writer has officially moved (back) to Atlanta. It is mind blowing how … Continue reading Meet the Curator – Father’s Day Edition: On Privilege and Family Ties
Layla. Smh. If you recall, we had quite a time getting the dress. Well, to add to the drama -- She had her dress but no date. The dress. Which is fine, I wanted her night to be special and she certainly did not need a date in order for her to have a good … Continue reading Mai Stiles Takes on Prom — Pt 2. The Promposal
Continued from Episode 1 -- In the Beginning, i was a girl Who am I ? What am I? Damaged. IF You believe you are dirt. THEN You believe you deserve to be treated like dirt. You do stupid shit when you don’t believe in yourself. I wanted to feel loved, accepted, valued, beautiful. I … Continue reading In The Beginning — I Did Not Know. — Verse 1 — Becoming Aamir feat. Julia S. Powell Art
If I don’t find a way to motivate others then I will feel like I failed in life. -- From sports articles to stories and poems. --My goal is to continue to inspire and to help people seek ways to overcome their obstacles. #LetsGrow
I am W. D. Herstun. The owner and curator of the site that is coming together before your eyes. It is an interesting place to join the journey. So. I'll try to start you somewhere closer to the beginning.
I want to take the time to discuss and review life with it's glorified fuckery and stigmas -- From MY measly bi-melanted vantage point. Maybe, you will even come to find me a little #ReeLateable
It’s so cliché nowadays to hear someone say R.I.P. to whomever or Long Live whomever -- That’s sad more than it is anything. We hear it so often that it’s almost second nature to us now, just as well as it is to make a t-shirt in memory of them. I’m not talking about people … Continue reading R.I.P to R.I.P.
I used to have a sister, although we'd never met. She used to tell me that I was beautiful, and made me promise not to forget. My sister was so cool, brown-skinned and sweet. The whole world loved my sister! They turned her name into a street. My sister was for the cause, and we … Continue reading I Used To Have A Sister… by Jazzo feat. Murjoni
Sometimes I would wonder -- What it would feel like to be free? -- Free from worry, free from hurt, free of the person I see in the mirror.
Who am I? If you didn't read that in the Petey Pablo "Raise Up" voice, then we are not the same. No, but seriously -- Who am I? I am the Queen. (Ask my kids, they'll tell ya! 😂) I am a 30-year old mother, wife, sister, daughter, and friend. I have been married to … Continue reading Meet the Queen