Reppin’

Sylvie’s Love. Black love in cinematic technicolor. I am here for it. It was released on Amazon just before Christmas 2020. The trailer and pictures had me pining for the Sunday matinee movie dates I used to have with my mother. I was busy with actual Christmas and closing out Read more

By justk, ago

What’s the Story There?

She’s tall for a troll. But she shape shifts so that detail might be moot. Sometimes she curls into herself like a cat, a dark mass on the periphery, ill-defined but ever present. Her details are fairly spectacular. Her limbs are long but all the joints are outsized and arthritic. Read more

By justk, ago

Me and My Ednas

It is nineteen days until November 3. The United States presidential election and its ancillary details are all consuming. Every day there is a collision with the wreckage of American democracy. I am in a constant state of rubber necking the gruesome pileup of politics and campaigning. All while the Read more

By justk, ago

the return of the quick dip

“Wow” she whispered. It was going to be like that. Rude awakenings. Quite literally discovering ugly truths about your new lover before the coffee was cold in the cup. Leesa’s coffee always went cold. She didn’t really love coffee truth be told, but it was the one social libation she Read more

By justk, ago

#bighairdontcare

Oh hair. It’s a busy subject, a hub for much physical judgement. For many women our image is entangled with our tresses. For black women it’s an even knottier affair with as many twists as we have curl patterns. Allow me to unbraid the journey to my current moment of Read more

By justk, ago

my wallot*

Who doesn’t love a little retail therapy? That rush of dumping a bag full of NEWness onto the bed when you get home? Swiftly finding hangers and a spot in the closet for the new items. I’ve spent an indulgent amount of time folding and refolding a new addition to Read more

By justk, ago

you must be a grown up for this ride

The sky just opened up. It has been oppressively closed for days; the pressure of humidity weighing on the skin, a heaviness settling  behind the eyes and the back of the brain. But now a hard rain falls. Rain so dense it looks like milk teeming down the window. Thunder Read more

By justk, ago

Red, white and a little blue

I grew up with a set of dates that are so important I knew them as perfectly as my home phone number.  July 16, November 5, December 2, December 25, December 26, and December 29. Unlike Easter or Labour Day these dates remained constant and the countdown was as exciting Read more

By justk, ago