Charissa Annice

Parenthood is the ultimate mirror. My kids talked about the comic book they’re writing and illustrating for 90 minutes nonstop last night and it wasn’t until they got to minute 86 I thought “HOOOOOOO, THIS IS WHST I SOUND LIKE TO OTHER PEOPLE!!” #BlackWriters

I’m not sure I know what this is response to, but, um, I receive and yes, ma’am?

YouTube video by Mandeladay Cyndi Lauper and Lil Kim perform "Time After Time" at Mandela Day 2009 from Radio City Music Hall

I saw this and it has consumed my day. Cyndi Lauper and Lil Kim mashing up Time After Time and Lighters Up youtu.be/7oYgkre86Hw?...

227 was my show! Brenda was perfect and I wanted a best friend that lived in my building

Displaced Black Families GoFund Me Directory

We need to highlight Black people who have suffered loss during these LA fires. Please please share this "Displaced Black Families" document and donate if you can!!!!!

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This is it. We can sit and worry or move within our space.

This is, hands down, my favorite nonfiction book. She documented the women, their experiences, and the times with such care and beautiful language.

This is so dope!! I see the Dominique Deveraux here

In my little delulu fantasy world, luther is a duet between the 92% and the 80% #gnx #addtoblacksky

I’m finally getting this. Even with a book I wrote four years ago, I’m realizing I just wrote 5 first drafts of it.

Photo of a glass with a tequila sunrise beverage and a while bowl filled with grits

My holiday cooking ritual: tequila sunrise and a bowl of grits, consumed slowly while stirring and slicing.

The caramel cake and lemon cake are done. The turkey wings are seasoned and dry brining in the fridge. The greens are washed. The kiddos are falling asleep next to me as we watch Maya Angelo reciting poetry. I am more than thankful.

Ok, #BlackWriters, (slowly takes off glasses to punctuate the moment) can we talk about how GNX is a writers album? Storytelling in reincarnated!? Gloria? GLORIA!?

Holidays meals are ceremony. The Repast is ceremony. The Cookout is ceremony. The ceremony sacred. #addtoblacksky

High Off the Hog is my favorite docu-series to date and Dr. Jessica Harris said something that cemented why we’re pulled to have meals together to highlight events in life, good or bad. She’s said “Ceremony is punctuation that rhythms and rhymes and defines our lives”. #addtoblacksky

In Brooklyn there is even a music room where people record their music. Worth its weight in gold.

In Reflection with the Poetry of Georgia Douglas Johnson — Grief Grime Gorgeous “This is precisely the time when artists go to work. There is no time for despair, no place for self-pity, no need for silence, no room for fear.”

Focusing and redirecting my energy. The inspirational Georgia Douglas Johnson, poet of the Harlem Renaissance and leader of the 1920s New Negro Movement lit the way. If you want to read about it, here it is!
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Yes! Then she has bangers like Stop Playing and I’m like

Haven’t had a heavy rotation from start to finish like this in a min!

A travesty. The cliff hanger that almost killed me.

"Armageddon" By Georgia Douglas Johnson(1925)
In the silence and the dark
I fought with dragons:
I was battered, beaten, sore,
But rose again.
On my knees I fought, still rising,
Dull with pain!
In the dark I fought with dragon –
Foolish tears! Cease your flowing!
Can’t you see the dawn appears?

This. I know an isolate and control mechanism when I see one.

I have a list that has people I think would be great for me, people they seem good, and people that seem ok but I don’t know anything anyway so I’ll give it shot. Going to start with a small mix of good and ok. Based on the responses, I see if I need to remedial anything then go to great.

Don’t knock at my heart, little one,
I cannot bear the pain
Of turning deaf ears to your call,
Time and time again.
You do not know the monster men
Inhabiting the earth.
Be still, be still, my precious child,
I cannot give you birth. 2/2

"Motherhood" Georgia Douglas Johnson (1922)
Don’t knock on my door, little child,
I cannot let you in;
You know not what a world this is
Of cruelty and sin.
Wait in the still eternity
Until I come to you.
The world is cruel, cruel, child,
I cannot let you through. 1/2

Congratulations! Now the next time you have to present and get nervous you can tell yourself “but remember that time I killed that sh!t tho?”

By Georgia Douglas Johnson, published in OPPORTUNITY, November 1925

Old Black Men
They have dreamed as young men dream
Of glory, love and power;
They have hoped as youth will hope
Of life’s sun-minted hour.
They have seen as others saw
Their bubbles burst in air,
And they have learned to live it down
As though they did not care.

But, who ISN’T crying in the movie? Tell me if your bulletproof ways

I swing into their rhythmic line;
I ask – only for destiny,
Mine, not thine.
-Georgia Douglas Johnson (1877-1966)
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