I really hope that people feel permission to talk about their own troubles, but also to celebrate themselves.

I try to convey what it feels like and sounds like and smells like and looks like inside of my particular skin, to move through the world as a black American woman in her mid-twenties.

I spent a lot of time trying to layer upon layer upon layer as I wrote. I think that's often the fear of a writer, that little nuances won't get picked up.

There's something about us using the word fascism and thinking about, "What is it? What does it mean, and what are the tenets of it?".

Language from songs and TV shows feel integral because it helps to create the environment and describe the full picture.

There's so much about the strong black woman stereotype that makes us forget that we do need and deserve help and care.

My friends and I have all been super motivated to work and to do the work that we need to and want to and think should be in the world.