9 Rules For Being Human

42 Amazing Books Written By Black Authors

A diverse range of classics, contemporary must-reads, and memoirs you'll definitely wanna fill your time with!

Woo, I’ve got a lot of reading to do…

If you’ve read any of these books please share your perspectives on them - or add recommendations of your own not seen here!

Some particularly potent (and sometimes painful…looking at you The Color Purple) reads I personally recommend from the list:

The Color Purple by Alice Walker

The Autobiography Of Malcolm X 

Things Fall Apart by Chinua Achebe 

Akata Witch by Nnedi Okorafor

Also, Mod Alice loves and recommends all things Octavia E. Butler.

-Mod Colette, WWC 

•stardust•

Just guess how much I love this job

I use to hate myself Till I met myself I’m still getting to know myself But I’m falling in love 💕 This has been the year of awakening The year of truth and honesty 🌞 I’ve developed a small obsession with myself. I have become very curious of the body I posses. I take a billion selfies because I like to explore the trillions of different angles that I use to hate. I don’t shave because I want to understand and embrace my natural body I don’t wear bras because I want to embrace my natural being and understand my bodies natural self. I don’t wear make up most days because I want to embrace and understand my natural face. 💕 I use to hate me because I wasn’t happy with how other people saw me. I use to hate me because I tried to live freely but I couldn’t because freedom comes with a love that I truly did not understand. 🌞 If God is Love And love is love is love Then I must know the God in me to share my God with you I must love myself to love someone else I must be love to share love I must know love to be love I must know love to share love If love is love is love To be loved is to love To love, you must know what Love is If love is love and God is love Then I Love the God that Loved me I love the God that loves I love the Love that told me it was okay to love I love the love that said “hey buddy you don’t need someone to make you smile , you got me, God, Me, Love, You got me here inside you. Just look and see.” 🖤 I’m looking I’m seeing I dig

Hear me. See me.

All I want

All we want

Is to be heard, seen, and accepted

I understand that we all cannot be perfect. I understand that we all may not get along.

Lifestyles are different and I respect that

I am constantly respecting and understanding everyone else

But I ..

I still don’t feel accepted or understood.

I hear you when you say this is you

But hear me when I say this is me

I will not stop loving

I will not stop understanding

I will not stop

But one day I hope I don’t have to feel alone

One day I hope to be surrounded with energy that matches mine

One day I want to be surrounded by energy that wants to give as equally as it receives

I want to live in a light love

One that matches, and/or, amplifies the light and love that I do my best to put out

And when the burden of love breaks

I want to be understood why it broke , how I ended up here.

Forgive me for the one mistake I made when 90% of the time I am the complete opposite

I pray to one day be understood

I pray to one day live happily in a grace of bliss

One where I am unbothered by the burden of loving.

I love to love but sometimes when it’s not received it hurts and that’s the truth.

I can’t expect people to see or understand why I want to be there and be a light for them. But when they don’t understand I also can’t be upset that they didn’t accept it. I can’t expect people to see the light.

All I can do is continue to love and not worry

It’ll be received

They will be blessed

I will be blessed

Gods got me

I need to keep living

I need to keep loving

Weither it was asked for or not I should do everything with the utmost love and kindness in my heart.

That is the only way to love and the only way to make it

I have to keep doing it because that’s me, I can’t stop being myself.

I can’t hate myself for others not getting me, I can’t hate myself for putting myself out there and being rejected. I can’t hate myself for having a loving spirit. That’s not something that’s wrong.

I am not alone, I am loved.

Gods got me

I am a caterpillar who cocoons every other season.

Sure I change

Sure I transform

But never just once

She

They

Ze

Bri

Nova

Greene

Gause

omg

Jesus

I just want to be who you called me to be

Speak to those who you need to hear just from me

I have a purpose and a calling and I move from person to person

From moment to moment

Picking up what I can and need so I can help someone else in need

Universe

NIKO RIAM FOR VOGUE PORTUGAL  BY ANDREE MARTIS.

I’ve been thinking about being a mom lately

I don’t know why but I’ve been thinking about my self as a mother.

I always have.

Since I was a baby

I assumed I was everyone’s mom

I would baby kids my age

As I grew I continued to care for kids my age,

younger,

And then older.

I always dreamed about the hobbies they’d have,

The summer vacations,

I wanted a happy family

I wanted to raise kids to be free to express themselves

Free enough to come to me with anything

Free enough to explore their own lives

And free enough to share their greatness with the world

I’ve always done good hoping to lead by example

And I wanted to raise children who would do the same

I wanted boys who knew how to act and treat women

And girls who would love themselves and help others find that love inside as well

I wanted them to be beautifully contagious

I wanted to raise boys first who knew the meaning of brotherhood

And family

To be strong and selfless

I wanted girls who knew how to be little sisters.

Following under their big brothers footsteps enough to know how to be tough and yet step up to be their own leaders.

I’ve been thinkning about being pregnant

And what it would be like to carry a creation to its grand entrance into This life

I’ve been watching my husband

I watch him interact with babies and his nieces and nephews

And it puts me at peace

I watch him talk to them

Play with them

Teach them the meaning of words

I watch him dance like a dad and I know well be fine

He’s not yet ready to be someone’s husband

As I’m not yet ready to be a wife

But I know that together well be okay

I see him yearning to set an example as a father

And I know well be okay

I see myself watching children

Just trying to figure out what they need and how to make sure they know they’re loved

And I know my children will be alright

I’m not ready for diapers and rashes

But I know past that

Are futures

Dreams

Plans

And it’ll be my job to support them

That I’m excited for