Evette Dionne

Several of my relatives—especially those steeped in religion—have balked at our decision.

Literature provides space for Black women to see happiness and triumph.

“You’re getting thin, gal!” My mom said as I strutted through the archway of my parents’ front door. “Thanks mom,” I muttered. It was the fifth time I’d heard the compliment in recent weeks. Close friends, other relatives and even my live-in partner were showering me with incessant praise about the sudden slimming of my wide waist and rotund thighs.

Calling black women "strong" disregards how this language has historically been used to harm and control us.

Every interaction is filtered through the lens of my commitment to feminism, except for my choice in who I couple with.

Placing ourselves at the center of our lives is an act of political warfare.

In her conversation with Winfrey, Rhimes admitted that one of the realizations she had is that she has no desire to get married.