There’s an orange tree outside my bedroom window.
I moved to California from Michigan in August 2024 for a one-year fellowship. When I signed the lease for my apartment, I had only
“So, what’s next?” is a question I find myself being asked a lot these days. It usually comes from well-meaning people who genuinely want the best for me—which, unfortunately, doesn’t
Playwriting was a completely different creative process for me, one I had to be carefully coached through. Over multiple drafts, the same problem emerged: I ended each scene with a solution, leaving my characters no room to grow. I was tidying up the mess before they had even learned the lesson.
In early December, I wrote about a friend who received life-saving news. When I say it saved their life, I am not being tongue in cheek. The surgery they needed finally happened after
On the final day of Black History Month, NPR did me a solid—they gave me a Marvin Sapp Tiny Desk concert. As a Beyoncé-coded church girl, this did my soul much good.
