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Address Africa: I’m moving to Senegal
THIS WAS ME In 2006, I was diagnosed with stage II renal cell carcinoma (kidney cancer). As a result, I endured multiple surgeries (related/unrelated) and a whole lot of grief. My body owns a road map of scars: abdomen, flank, and spine to name a few. The largest healed and grew a grotesque keloid which […]
One Woman: One Heart
I am a post-menopausal woman. There, I said it. Unlike my senior sisters who reach the pastoral pause naturally, I endured a radical hysterectomy at age 30 and always believed my reproductive health (pap smears, pregnancy, birth control, etc.) were the sum total of my worse medical concerns. Black women are raised to think this. Thanks to […]
Congratulations Councilwoman Shirley McKellar
Congratulations Shirley McKellar! A life-long public servant, McKellar was victorious in her quest to win a leadership seat on the Tyler City Council in her hometown of Tyler, Texas. On Saturday night, the District 3 seat was divinely placed in her hands following a runoff against Pamela Phoenix, a local transplant who made Tyler her […]
Penny-fly: growth beyond measure
Somewhere on this planet there is a baby photo of me exemplary of what my adult persona would one day become. It is dated and worn, yellowed from too many days relaxed under traveling suns, and each corner is peeled upward to form tiny flags comparative to red flags in life I should have never […]
The whimsy and woes of a writer’s life.
This blog is featured in HBCU Lifestyles http://hbculifestyle.com/category/culture/ The decision to write full-time is an aggressive endeavor despite talent or drive. Writing is a multi-billion dollar industry that is news-necessary, the cutting-edge of entertainment, and the pivotal intersect of social survival: Tweet or die. African Americans have infiltrated the literary scene with riveting stories nestled […]
“Flight”
Twenty years ago, almost at this same early morning hour, I was in day two of what would be a four day, extended, evil battle of the belly called, “labor.” My first contractions started on a Thursday morning and I likened it to being sucker punched by Ali with no intentions of a Ropa-Dope recovery. […]
Penny Dickerson 