It’s too bad that Jenisha Watts’ brilliant essay is behind a paywall, especially when advertisements for The Atlantic‘s most popular essays meet millions of eyes on a daily basis. This just means that all over the world, non-subscribers will think they know Jenisha’s story based on the title and subtitle. Non-subscribers wouldn’t be able toContinue reading “The Price of a Black-a** Story”
Author Archives: A. French
Adult Acne and My Father in the Mirror
I think one reason I am always thinking of my girlhood self is that we never stopped having the same mirror experience. It is the terrifying plot of Groundhog’s Day, where the day is a pimple. An angry one. Enflamed. I keep planning to put in the work to keep acne away, but then IContinue reading “Adult Acne and My Father in the Mirror”
Gangster Sh*t and Navel Gazing
I’m writing this down to get it out of my head. I saw this and I haven’t been able to stop thinking about the script both of these characters are acting out although neither may have been aware of their roles. Just to be clear, I could also be projecting this script onto these bodiesContinue reading “Gangster Sh*t and Navel Gazing”
On Black Girls Prone to Strange Dreaming
“When the little negro girl recovered sufficiently from the injury to her brain to resume her tasks upon the plantation she was prone to strange dreams, which came to her suddenly while working or while conversing with fellow slaves.” Anonymous Journalist, San Francisco Chronicle, 1907 “You can put me in [the] paper feet up [and]Continue reading “On Black Girls Prone to Strange Dreaming”
Too Heavy for the Lobe 