As a black woman, I receive adverse reactions for the way I choose to wear my hair. I hear comments ranging from “Why does she wear weave?” or “Why does she not use her own hair?” My response to those questions is simply, “Why do you care?” Allow me to take some time to shed … More My hair…..Why do you Care?
By Tracey Parker As a mother to an eight-year-old daughter, we are living in a society where the media dictates what is beautiful and acceptable. The commercials show case models with the perfect teeth and long straight hair, displays young girls with blue eyes and blonde hair, and even the cartoons shown are still not … More Self-Love
by Dakarai Olumide Since that night in November 2016, our world has been an interesting place to reside in. We’ve seen every group, creed, orientation, belief system and culture insulted and defamed, we’ve watched as the country has been brought to its hyperbolic knees. But more interesting still is that for Black people the hard truth … More The Old New America
Words by Kokayi Nosakhere In this age of social media-driven marketing schemes and distrust of the mainstream media, this journalist thanks you for choosing to take interest in the small town, big city antics of a community organizer. I was born and raised in Anchorage, Alaska. This is Alaska’s largest city. Only 738,000 people live … More Enter Los Anchorage: Where Homicides Are Haunting the Last Frontier
Peace Peace! (That’s my greeting.) Oh, this is going to be fun. Please choose to come to the Great Land – as we love tourist dollars!! If you are looking for a BORING column about life in Alaska – please continue clicking through Google’s results page. This is NOT that column. I do … More The Tribe
Well it seems as if spring is finally here to stay. This is such a wonderful time of the year. Trees are budding, flowers are starting to bloom. Gardeners are readying the ground for their crops. It’s like a new beginning for everything and that includes us. The mornings arrive with bright sunshine heralding the … More Chocolate Wisdom
My eyes have seen the light The coming of the Lord or the Ford that rides so quickly down these streets and beats with Bass and treble, with a course in how to stay safe and avoid the trouble not treble and metal I . . . I see the coming of the Lord My … More Poetry Den