Category Archives: Prose

Quote #11: I know you

13th

May. × ’09

By Raquel Wilson

"If someone tells you who they are, believe them." — Maya Angelou, poet & author

Also posted in A Day in the Life of a Winner, Quotes | Tagged autobiography, chicago, dating, erykah badu, memoir, relationships, taste of chicago | Leave a comment

homegirls & handgrenades: BloomBeautiful

11th

Mar. × ’09

By Raquel Wilson

for L, my sister who is unwittingly teaching me forgiveness

Also posted in Thought Process, homegirls & handgrenades | Tagged activism, gender, girl, identity | 1 Comment

Our parents should live forever: A freestyle in prose

4th

Dec. × ’08

By Raquel Wilson

I really miss my Grey. I thought I was doing better with it, until a quick shot of BB King on TV made me remember.

Posted in Prose | Tagged death, family, grief, parents | 1 Comment

On Being

25th

Jan. × ’05

By Raquel Wilson

My past has formed me into a person a woman with needs.

Posted in Prose | Tagged needs, personal, woman | Leave a comment

Clear My Head

2nd

Jan. × ’05

By Raquel Wilson

The first time came easy. I spent the entire day wanting to touch your lips. Not really kiss you, but touch.

Posted in Prose | Tagged comfort, love, relationship | Leave a comment

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