When I lived in Harlem, l’d regularly see tour buses full of people taking pictures of the sites and the people. One day, a woman filmed me as I was walking across 125th Street. I wasn’t doing magic tricks. I was…
Let’s Talk About Food
I arrived in Morocco worried about getting sick. Spoiler alert: I got sick. It was umm…not a good time in my life. That’s all you need to know because I’m dignified and I’m Black and I’m proud. I presume the…
Moroccan Men
I’ve experienced a lot of catcalling since I’ve been here. It is …umm.. “interesting” to take a leisurely walk and have men looking at me like I’m a unicorn on roller skates. I’m serious. It happens every day. Sometimes they’ll…