What does it mean to be internationally famous before the first crawl, the first word, the first step?

There’s a difference between looking a person up on social media and looking them up in a police database. It felt like an abuse of his power. 

You can’t be a creative without that flash of desire to freeze the moment, everything from the sunlight to the croaking frogs (or the honking cars), and try in some way to bottle it. On paper, on canvas, or on a plate.

Christianity is supposed to be a balm for the Africans, the holy claim that all men are equal under God. But under man? Another story.

Yes, you’re selfish beyond comprehension. Oh wait, not you, look next to you. Yeah them.

Dear White People is more nuanced and clever than many people–who’ve resisted it before seeing it–believe. It’s not a long rant about racism, it is a probing look into which issues are straw men, which are still relevant, and which ones we haven’t even addressed yet.

Digital formats of African graphic novels and comics, as well as making many of them free and easily accessible to a diasporic audience, these writers, artists, and publishing companies are bringing their audience to a home

Stop clutching your pearls–I’m going to both vindicate and chastise you.

The city devours. Any city. All cities. That shit ain’t new for black folk.

The Umbrella Academy has joy in its dysfunction.

Without a cultural fantasy, foreign food is just seen as peasant food.

The Arconia is the true murderer.

Juneteenth is finally recognized as a national holiday and I feel meh. I should be thrilled—the first new and BLACK holiday since Martin Luther King Day.

The patrons cry easily into their food as they battle their past in the touching television show, Midnight Diner.

Where’s Gen X?

Barry and Living Without Masks

“It’s a Coney Island,” Russian Doll and Millennial Dissatisfaction