Building solidarity through traveling the African Diaspora
About 85% of the time, my head is wrapped in a scarf. So if you ever see me out in the streets, there is a good chance that I look like the picture above. I cover my head not for religious reasons but for convenience. Basically, I don’t feel like doing my hair everyday so... Continue Reading →
One evening a couple months back, I decided to treat myself to a little happy hour cocktail (or two lol). The bartender (let’s call her Mona), the man sitting next to me (let’s call him Andre), and myself ended up engaging in a little happy hour chit chat. Mona, I believe is from Sierra Leone,... Continue Reading →
The Diasporian 