Life Musings

A Black Bisexual Manifesto

Hey y’all! Check out my latest piece, “A Black Bisexual Manifesto” on The Huffington Post (Black Voices). It’s part of #ThisIsLuv, an exciting and inspiring multimedia campaign launched by creative visionaries Darnell Moore and Wade Davis to shine light on LGBTQ-inclusive families in the black community. I was honored to take part in a segment about the campaign on HuffPostLive today along with Darnell, Tiq Milan and the brilliant Alexis Pauline Gumbs.

I want to also take this opportunity to recognize and express gratitude to my mother, Barbara, for encouraging me to take part in the campaign. As I explain in the post, she’s come an incredibly long way toward being a supportive ally as I’ve stepped out in my truth. But, it’s a path that hasn’t been easy. I was unsure about keepin’ it real regarding the difficulties involved in navigating homophobia and biphobia in our family, so having her support in telling my story means a lot to me. Our mother/daughter relationship continues to play an important role in teaching us both about love, and for that, I’m deeply grateful.

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Word to Your Mother

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The Beauty of Abandonment

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I spoke with my father today, for perhaps four and a half minutes. After a bit of courteous small talk that revolved around the weather and summer plans, he rushed to get off the phone.  I’m not sure why.  I didn’t ask.  Perhaps he had company, an appointment or something pressing on his mind.  He might have been in physical pain.  As a survivor of a traumatic accident, my father has multiple health challenges.  Walking is profoundly difficult. Even sitting isn’t easy for him.

I’m not sure what reason he had for getting off the phone so quickly, but I can’t say I was surprised.  Our last call – about six months ago – was similarly brief.  I felt so many things in those four and a half minutes. Concern about his health. Happiness at hearing the warm, deep tones of his southern drawl.  Guilt over waiting so long to call.  Anger that he hadn’t called either.  And all the while, an anxious awareness of the awkward space between us.  Continue reading “The Beauty of Abandonment”