[POETRY] My Pubic Bone
By Jayne Dough I can carry the weight of the world on my pubic bone. When you rest your fingers there, or on my hip You…
[FEATURE] Learning How to Die
By Alicia Bunyan-Sampson | @queenjsampson I’ve been a depressed anxious person for my entire life. I have often been regarded as an overly emotional attention seeker…
[PHOTOGRAPHY] Vulnerability
By Zahra Siddiqui | @Zahra_Siddi When the heart breaks and the world feels cold and lonely I pray for my resilience to show its face. It…
[SHORT STORY] Inside Her (An Excerpt)
By Akhaji Zakiya | @akhajizakiya Artist’s Note: The following story excerpt is from the new book “Inside Her”, a sexy collection of fiction and poems about #hotwomenloving.…
[POETRY] Not the Only One’s
by Chantelle Cressman Mothers, we aren’t the only ones who breed who lust, who feel the need to be touched So why are we the…
[SERIES] ‘I Used to Love H.I.M.’ The B-Girl Document – Part 2. All My Words Pass the Margin
By Nylda Gallardo-Lopez aka Lady Noyz | @ladynoyz [Note from the Editor: This is Part 2 in a series by Nylda Gallardo-Lopez aka Lady Noyz entitled…
[POETRY] Ride or Die?
By Nikki Coco Of fateful nights when lovers paths cross Unfamiliar places, trespassed Vast portions of the oceans collide Arranged by universal co-conspirators From past lives,…
[MEMOIR] Lost in You
By Natasha Adiyana Morris I don’t want to lose myself – this thought used to stifle my conception of love – it was not a fear…
[PHOTOGRAPHY] Mom. PhD in Ride or Die Philosophy
By Jalani Morgan [Note from the Editor: Jalani Morgan is our guest male contributor for the month of January] Mom. PhD in Ride or Die philosophy.…
[FEATURE] Don’t Lose Ya Head
By Hannah K. Moore I thought and thought about what to write about for this month’s blog entry on the theme of mental health. Yet it…
[POETRY] PMS
By Jayne Dough The phone call: “Who’s that girl in the background?!” “…there’s no girl…” BULLSHIT! Smash your coffee grinder and your pitiable possessions. Scare the…
[SHORT STORY] Today
By Viviane Rutabinga Confronting the micro-aggressive type bigotry that exists in mostly white office spaces takes a dedication and loyalty to our identity. This is a…
[POETRY] My Freedom Place
By Suviana Suviana is an 18 year old spoken word artist. She is a militant and compassionate visionary.
[PHOTOGRAPHY] Granny and Tanty
By Jalani Morgan | @jalanimorgan [Note from the Editor: Jalani Morgan is our guest male contributor for the month of January] I choose these two images as…
The Ride or Die Project 