by Tasha Fierce | Dec 31, 2019 | magical depressive realism, musings of a black femme
like all journeys in life, the path to becoming is never linear. bumps in the road can make me shrink to protect against their impact. but here, near the end of the decade, i am leaning into the largeness of myself. i am remembering that vulnerability and authenticity...
by Tasha Fierce | Dec 24, 2019 | magical depressive realism, musings of a black femme, witchcraft and religion
i am on a makeshift writer’s retreat at our out-of-town friends’ home in the mountains of glendale, california. last night, wind gusted against the house, kept me up half-wondering if someone was trying to break in. this afternoon, the rain stopped, and...
by Tasha Fierce | Dec 15, 2019 | ish I read this week-ish
Hey hey patrons, This is the second edition of ish I read this week-ish–and it’s actually on time! I had my mea culpas all lined up thinking I’d have to do this tomorrow but here I sit. This will be a shorter edition for two reasons: 1) I’ve...
