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Continue reading →: Free Palestine
This happened this past Sunday in DC in front of the Israeli Embassy. I am speechless and humbled. RIP Aaron Bushnell.
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Continue reading →: Origin
I want to see this movie sooooo badly! And I doubt that it’s coming to Costa Rica. It is based on the book Caste: The Origins of our Discontents by Pulitzer Prize winner, Isabelle Wilkerson, and directed by Ava Duvernay. I am a fan of Duvernay’s gift for storytelling and…
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Continue reading →: The Face of Terrorism
Last night, my significant other broke my rule. See, he’s in the states right now and is subject to all that entails, especially the violence and hatred. What did he do? Told me about the news. Here in CR, I don’t have to see or hear US news. Moreover, I…
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Continue reading →: Cover Reveal!!!!
Remember I told you that I wrote a book? Well, it’s almost here! ISBN numbers and all! Again, I L-O-V-E this book. As promised, my talented artist friend, Keiona Clark, created the cover artwork. Another talented friend, Akesha Scott, came with the assist to create a beautiful cover. The expected…
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Continue reading →: Black History 365
On this first day of Black History Month (and Langston Hughes’ birthday), I want to remind everyone that Black History is American history (and world history for that matter) and it is a living history. With that in mind, you can read books by a historical great like Frederick Douglass,…
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Continue reading →: Hmmmm…
What do you complain about the most? I had to really think about it. My life’s not perfect, but I definitely don’t complain… at least not like I used to. The weather is beautiful. The air is clean. People are nice and unhurried. I don’t rush to a job that…
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Continue reading →: Strength Lies In Community
First, a bit of context. I am a DC native. I am a natural activist; I got it honestly from my Mom who was a shit-stirrer from the age of 15 when she joined the Junior NAACP in southern Maryland where there were “White’s Only” facilities and my Grandfather entered…
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Continue reading →: Joy
My name literally means joy: one who brings – great joy and love- to the home. However, for a long time, I haven’t felt joyful. I recall wanting to desperately shrug off my reserved and serious self. She worked well in my career and was the best for getting shit…
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Continue reading →: A JJ-sized Hole
Yesterday morning at approximately 3:30 am my close friend, JJ, died. Cancer was her killer. She beat it once, but it is a greedy fucker that typically returns with a ravenous appetite. JJ or “J Dub” as I called her was my sister. She was a wife, Mother, daughter, Aunt,…
- Fuck the cookout
- What does that mean?
- I'm sitting in the airport thinking about Michael which I had the pleasure of seeing on Friday morning.
- I became an author at 51, here in Costa Rica.
I’m Ayoka
Welcome to Mule Of The World. Musings and rants from this Black woman. Zora Neale Hurston called the Black woman “the mule of the world.”
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