Category Everyday Living

Microaggressions (a.k.a. Some B***s***)

This is a post about microaggressions. Except I hate calling them that, much for the same reason that people hate the term “alt-right.” I’d rather call these things what they are…some b***s***. My name is Portia. And for reasons that I sometimes understand (but mostly don’t), people have a hell of a time pronouncing my […]

Coonhound Lives Matter

Over two-and-a-half years ago I wrote a post that involved a dog, a coonhound. At the time it was probably one of the most trivial, train-of-thought things I had ever written (this includes a brief stint at diary writing in elementary school). (Un)surprisingly, this random post about a casual conversation is (by far) the most read post […]

Midget Indians and the Teachable Moments of Everyday Racism

Every Memorial Day my daughter and mother go to a camp in the mountains to partake in nature and its attendant outdoor activities. Knowing that I’d get cool mom bonus points forever if I go, I decided to go meet them up there this year. Had I not, my writing drought may have continued. My […]

Being the Only One

I haven’t been the only one since I can remember. Even when my parents moved from Newark to South Orange, NJ my best friend (the only other brown girl in my first grade class) was my ally. There’s a comfort in numbers, and an unexplained understanding. As I matriculated through SOMW School District the numbers […]

I am Sandra Bland

While driving home with my daughter late one night over the holidays, we were stopped by a police officer. My daughter had fallen asleep while driving, but was awakened by the lights and sirens of the police car. She immediately became scared and started sobbing in the back seat. I assured her as best I could, […]

SpelHouse Homecoming

I was so excited to attend Spelman & Morehouse College’s Homecoming this year, celebrating 5 years as an alumna of Spelman. I know most colleges have homecomings complete with football games and other celebratory activities. But, there is something really special about an HBCU homecoming, specifically the SpelHouse homecoming. It isn’t just the normal homecoming […]

AfroPunk Reflections

I attended my first Afropunk this weekend. What impressed me was unlike other major festivals I’ve attended like the Roots Picnic or Made in America, there were so many different types of people there. Young black families with thee cutest brown babies, older black people with greying dreads, hipster white families with kids in strollers […]