they do not see color.
you are invisible.”
― Nayyirah Waheed
When people ask me if Black women are the target audience for Twenties Unscripted, I always say no. It’s a question I get more often after last year when I finished The War on Black Women’s Bodies. But, I still say no. I write for women. Smart women. Unconventional women. Observant women. Glass-filled-to-the-top kind of women. Pick-up-the-phone-and-call-me kind of women. Colorful women. No-bullshit women.
I write for women.
But, I do celebrate Black women.
I shed light on Black women. I uplift Black women. I fight to untangle the stereotypes that Black women can only fit into one suffocating crate. Some days that means putting on my boxing gloves and taking a few punches. Other days that means just summoning enough courage to be myself–moody, regal, silly and luminous.
See, that’s the beauty in this platform being for all women. Because all women need to see and understand the complexity that is Black womanhood. We are revolutionaries, powerhouses and rebels. We are artists, dreamers, thinkers and visionaries. We are lovers, nurturers and free spirits.
During November and December 2015, I teamed up with for Dimensions of Black Womanhood (DOBW). DOBW is a series that will gave each of us the chance to shed light, share stories and show our scars when it comes to various layers of our identities. We each wrote a personal essay about a prominent part of who we are. I also teamed up with the amazing Jazz Williams who shot photos of each of the woman.