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The Socialist’s Guide to Not Dating Like an Asshole
2025’s film Materialists hinged on a question that is supposed to be romantic but is actually economic: would you choose the rich man who looks perfect on paper, or the broke man you actually love? The protagonist, a professional matchmaker for wealthy New Yorkers, spends her days optimizing other people’s romantic portfolios (height, income, pedigree, future earning…
The cost of admission: another shitty poem
You didn’t like my poem and came here to call it “trite garbage.” I won’t flatter myself that only one person could dislike my writing. The truth is simpler: I manage that quite capably on my own. There are pieces of mine I revisit the way one checks a bruise: curiously, and with mild regret (at…
FAQ
Q: Who are you?
I’m an Afro-Puerto Rican writer who thinks about religion, power, race, intimacy, and what we do with language when we’re no longer trying to impress anyone. This site is a place to write in public without treating it as CV fodder.
Q: Who is this for?
Mostly me. Possibly you. Not hiring committees, not algorithms, not professional development. If you’re here looking for polish or expertise, you may be disappointed. If you’re here for language, attention, and some friction—you’re in the right place.
Q: What do you do?
I read, I write, I notice patterns, and I revise my thinking in public. Sometimes that overlaps with my professional life. Often it doesn’t. This site is where I let the overlap be messy.
Q: so, you have a question about what happened to the mammies…
Once upon a time (& by that, I mean until quite recently), this site was fronted by a banner of Black maternal figures: Black madonnas, mammies, Kara Walker’s sugar sphinx. That visual language came out of my master’s thesis and dissertation work on Black motherhood, altar-making, the visual afterlives of slavery, and how Black women are both, rendered sacred and made to carry impossible weight. They were chosen carefully and held their place here for seven years.
Those images did real work as a fixture on this blog, and I stand by their presence here. The blog has since outgrown being a container for a single academic project, and the banner no longer matched what’s happening on the page. Its removal isn’t a disavowal—just a redesign. For those curious, my master’s thesis remains available through the Digital Archive tab and I’ve written on this topic in 2023 for Catapult’s now defunct online magazine (essay linked in the Elsewhere tab). Kimberly Juanita Brown’s The Repeating Body: Slavery’s Visual Resonance in the Contemporary (Duke University Press, 2015) is still essential reading alongside both.
Q: so, you’ve found my blog & we happen to know one another…
If we know each other personally or professionally and you’ve found this blog, I beg you: let’s not talk about it. To me, announcing you’ve read my writing is like announcing you discovered that vibrating thing in my sock drawer—technically true, deeply unnecessary, maximally embarrassing. But, thanks for visiting. I hope it was worth your time!
All that being said, if you feel so inclined…
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