He Got a Little Too Familiar on Their Blind Date. She Lost It.
“I didn’t want to be the kind of girl who turned her nose up at a guy just because he had gold teeth and drank moonshine”
Toya R. Smith is a mother, a daughter, a sister, an auntie, a Black girl from West Baltimore. An Aborisha, a Blitch, a Conjurewoman. More than anything, she is a curator of joy.
“I didn’t want to be the kind of girl who turned her nose up at a guy just because he had gold teeth and drank moonshine”
My last year in college, The Miseducation of Lauryn Hill was everywhere. All we listened to, all we sang. The strains of it wafted on the wind across campus. As… Read More