The Fringe Dweller


You know this type: The girl who won’t raise her hand to answer a question in class, even though she knows the answer Hands down. The awkward kid who can’t throw, can’t catch a pass, and gets picked last No matter what team. The girl seated at the kitchen table for dinner, who silently talks … More The Fringe Dweller

Change of Seasons


When I was younger, I hated Summer. All that heat, all that light exposing the dark corners of my soul. My season of birth is Autumn— October, when leaves of red and gold dance against crisp winds in a smoky mauve sky. Then, something changed. I embraced the Light of Summer (but not the heat): … More Change of Seasons

What Are the Odds of Two Great Americans’ Lives Being Celebrated at the Same Hour?


Read my latest post (originally published 3 hours ago) about the strange intersection of The Queen of Soul, Aretha Franklin, and the Maverick of the Senate, John McCain, as their lives are being celebrated today, on the new Baltimoreblackwoman Facebook page, at the link below. https://www.facebook.com/plugins/post.php?href=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.facebook.com%2Fjolivia1016%2Fposts%2F477519436083541&width=500 [NOTE: The Facebook page is an extension of the … More What Are the Odds of Two Great Americans’ Lives Being Celebrated at the Same Hour?

As Technology Changes, So Does baltimoreblackwoman.com


  Technology can be both friend and foe, often, simultaneously. On July 30, 2018, I received a notification from wordpress.com (the platform and primary site of this blog) that Facebook would no longer automatically share my posts as of August 1, 2018, due to new rules concerning user authenticity and other issues. This meant that … More As Technology Changes, So Does baltimoreblackwoman.com

Home, At Last


The act of reclining on the swinging two-seater couch on the front porch, with my legs propped up on two arm pillows and a cigarette dangling between my fingers, was revolutionary. I did not care what my neighbors thought seeing me outside, or how I looked to the Sunday drivers barreling down my street, barely … More Home, At Last

She Did Not Go Gentle into That Good Night


“Do not go gentle into that good night. Rage, rage against the dying of the light.” —Dylan Thomas (1914-1953) After Mother’s Day, her health took a sudden downturn. By May 23rd, I was officially “worried” about her: the drastic weight loss due to loss of appetite, the lack of energy and fatigue, and the uncharacteristic … More She Did Not Go Gentle into That Good Night

My Photo Shoot at Jazzy Studios: A Star Is Born—for An Hour!


On Friday afternoon (May 11), in preparation for my new gig as a contributing writer and columnist for SLANTRESS Magazine, I headed, with some trepidation (shy little me?!?), for a photo shoot, including head shots, to Jazzy Studios, located in The Motor House Baltimore (part of the trending Station North arts district in midtown Baltimore). … More My Photo Shoot at Jazzy Studios: A Star Is Born—for An Hour!