The Writing Outlet

Poems, Articles, and More

The Writing Outlet is a space for all the times I put my thoughts into words. Some pieces are personal while some are scholarly. All pieces, however, are representative of my thoughts, feelings, and musings.

Poems

Articles & Blog Entries

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Becoming a Creative | Goldsmiths Media Arts | Spring 2023

Apr 27, 20233 min read

Blogs

Becoming a Creative | Goldsmiths Media Arts | Spring 2023

What does it mean to create in a world where everyone is a creative? To create is to think, to dream, to imagine, and to build...

Dec 24, 20221 min read

Blogs

Black Spiritual Journey | Fall 22

For my Black Women, Spirituality, and Religion class, I was tasked with creating a digital storytelling project for my final. The result...

Black Hair, Spirituality, and Biopolitics

Dec 23, 20221 min read

Blogs

Black Hair, Spirituality, and Biopolitics

For my Fall 2022 Black Women, Spirituality, and Religion class, I chose to write on the impact of Black hair on spirituality for Black...

Blackness is Queer: Findings on Black Joy

Dec 23, 20221 min read

Blogs

Blackness is Queer: Findings on Black Joy

For my Fall 2022 final in Intro to Black Studies course, I interviewed two other Black college students about Black Joy. We discussed...

Oct 20, 20221 min read

Poems

a part of grief

“it pains the ancestors when we forget” and they’ve been in enough pain before. ~~~~~~~~~~~ I think a lot about how what you miss most...

Oct 20, 20221 min read

Poems

NMAAHC

things moved a lot slower down there it was somber, solemn, slower like I was wading through the ships they were on someone I know said...

Oct 20, 20221 min read

Poems

ancestral painkiller

“it pains the ancestors when we forget” and they’ve been in enough pain before. which is why when I can picture them walking the street...

the weight of the world on our shoulders

Jul 25, 20221 min read

Poems

the weight of the world on our shoulders

i’m starting to feel the weight of the world on my shoulders and i’d really like for it to stop but it won’t. i know it won’t. and i know...

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