In the constellation of literary brilliance, Zora Neale Hurston shines as my North Star. Before ethnoanthropology had a name, she embodied it, bringing back haunting tales of the walking dead from Haiti, sparking a subculture of zombies in America.
Returning to the South, she preserved fading stories in "Mules in Men," rescuing them from the clutches of time. In "Their Eyes Were Watching God," she fearlessly undressed Black love, offering a thorough and unequivocal exploration.
Zora, your essence is a guiding light, a beacon of unapologetic authenticity. In your birthday month, we celebrate not just the legacy of your work but the gift of your unyielding self. thank you, Zora, for being you.
Happy Birthday! 🎂🥳🎉
Isle of Misfit toys
In 2019, I took on a wild ride of solo parenting to give my kiddos, the JSquad, the best life possible. With a degree in history, a lifetime in performing arts, and a whole lot of guts and faith, I made the leap from teaching to arts administration. But wait, there's more! I also decided to come out and be fully myself. And that's how MetaCocoMom was born. I want to invite all my fellow Cis-Black women to come together and create a community that empowers afrofuturism through parenting, dating, self-care, and self-discovery. In a world that can still be so harsh to Black women who choose to live on their own terms, we are the new generation of Black moms, smashing family curses and lighting up generational greatness.
Thinking about thinking while being a Black woman in America. A blog