What did Black children lose when representation became a question of inclusion rather than ownership? Chuck King examines the Clark Doll Test, Black-owned doll companies, and the institutions our ancestors built to preserve Black identity, cultural independence, and self-representation.

Read Grandma’s Mask by Chuck King, a mysterious 1921 short story exploring Black ancestral memory, Hoodoo, family secrets, and spiritual inheritance.

George Jackson and Mumia Abu-Jamal did some of the most disciplined work of Black liberation from inside a cell, while most of us walk around free and do nothing with it. That inversion should trouble us. If those who gave the most to our liberation gave it while incarcerated, political education cannot be optional for those of us still free.

Working closely with Black writers has changed how I understand talent, growth, and the craft itself. The writers who stay committed, apply guidance, and keep writing often reveal that what they needed was already there. It simply needed time, practice, and room to grow.

Most curse words don't come from some evil place. They started plain. They were made 'bad' by whoever got to decide what counted as proper. Most elders in the Black village I grew up in cursed. The grandma, the auntie, the same women who cursed like sailors were often the ones making sure the neighborhood kids' bellies stayed full. In Black culture, cursing has never automatically meant disrespect. It's culture. Yes, culture.

African American cemeteries preserve ancestry, Black history, family stories and community memory. Dominique Holiday explores why protecting them matters.

It was a dark night. Too dark for any old lady to be out, especially at a cemetery, but Kweem was different. Her grandson had been buried only hours earlier. She reached into her bag, pulled out two mason jars etched with Psalm 58, and began filling them with dirt from his grave. “Baby, I will get to the bottom of this.” She would find out what happened to King and why her great grandson now carried a permanent scar across his face.

We live in a digital age. Numbers matter. But when your business is people, it has to be more than numbers. Every person is human. They can’t be seen as a commodity. The revolution and pursuit of justice do need numbers. However, it needs integrity, humility, passion, morals, and ethics. So dear Brother… dear Sister… why are you here?