Let’s Talk About Love!

You may find this hard to believe but … I know you. I know who you are and I know a little bit about why you are here.  The reason I know you is because I know me, and I also know that each of us are not that different.  You are searching for something…

America, A Problem to Puzzle Through

On second thought, I do have something more to say. Because there is a need for a record, a kind of accounting of all these becomings, unfolding into newer versions of Maria, reconciling parts of old me with new me. I have captured numerous of my changes in private journals and notes for future publications….

An Ode to Chopped Hair

My Dearest Hair, We are less than twenty-four hours away from chopping most of you off.  Well my beautiful locs, we have been here a few times before and yet, I have never experienced as much angst about the eventual chopping as I have experienced this week. I am certain it’s my age. So much…

How Social Media Almost Killed Me

Social media is no longer sucking the life out of me. Once ago I used to open up my Facebook and Instagram pages and feel regularly defeated as I scrolled through my account feeds. They inspired terrible feelings of stunned wonder and dismay about American life: Was this it? Was this what we as human…