A Night to End All Nights

I shouldn’t be surprised, though I am, the black man got the right to vote before the white woman. History is not on the American woman’s side.

Did she ever even stand a chance?


Letter to a cat-caller

How dare you stop me in my tracks in your white tank top circa Usher 2002, and your equally upsetting footwear choices.


A quiet New York street, an anomaly. Now, everything is loud, everything is a roar, a ringing in our ears – a collective hurt caused by our ignorance and naivety.