Nobody, she felt, understood her-not her mother, not her father, not her sister or brother, none of the girls or boys at school, nadie - except her man.

Foisting an identity on people rather than allowing them the freedom and space to create their own is shady.

This is what I know about my parents. They spent the next several years trying to forget each other, and me.

When we illuminate the road back to our ancestors, they have a way of reaching out, of manifesting themselves...sometimes even physically.

To me, travel is more valuable than any stupid piece of bling money can buy

A mother isn’t the person who births you; it’s the person who rears you and shows you love.

I wish she'd said something different, but patriarchy is as prevalent around the world as racism and xenophobia are. We can't hide from it, not even here.