Category: A Comeaux

A Comeaux: Love Letter To My Future

A Comeaux: Love Letter To My Future
By A Comeaux   Editor’s note: From the belly of the riots of Minneapolis, A Comeaux envisions a future filled with love. Here’s her poem/prayer, a Love Letter to My Future. his heart will flutter in a new way when he sees me. he doesn’t know me or know why but he’s pulled to me. my... Read more »

Book Excerpt: A Comeaux's Peace In Pieces

Book Excerpt: A Comeaux's Peace In Pieces
By A Comeaux He watched me cry for 159 days straight. Many of those were from my bed, in the car, at church or leaving his school and sometimes as he was talking to me about his day. I stopped counting the days because I couldn’t hide anymore. I wore my tears in the grocery... Read more »

An Open Letter to the Addicts in My Life: I'm Done.

An Open Letter to the Addicts in My Life: I'm Done.
By A Comeaux What’s amazing is how deeply my heart can break beyond comprehension. This season, this last 6 months, took my best sister-friend, my partner who I loved with my soul and my first pal/parent who I’ve adored more than anything my whole life. I type this at the breaking of my levee. I’ve... Read more »
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A Comeaux: Why Black Women Snap

A Comeaux: Why Black Women Snap
By A Comeaux It’s been a while since I’ve done this. Writing my experiences in transparent Facebook posts has been the extent of my social commentary contribution. Part busy with life, part ashamed when its not glorious its not worth reporting to the masses. Part guilty because my anxiety and depression were beginning to surface... Read more »

Minneapolis Police Kills Unarmed, Blonde, Bride-to-Be. What happens NOW?

Minneapolis Police Kills Unarmed, Blonde, Bride-to-Be. What happens NOW?
Minneapolis Police: No Questions, Only Bullets by A Comeaux Hash tag JamarClark. Hash tag TrayvonMartin. Eric. Laquan. Sandra Bland. Damn, our very own PhilandoCastille. Still, even on-camera his execution was justified with no reprimand for the fearful shooter behind the badge. How many others were taken by the authorities who were “in fear of their... Read more »

Boxing: Muslim Boxer Amaiya Zafar Makes History

Boxing: Muslim Boxer Amaiya Zafar Makes History
By A Comeaux While all eyes are on British boxing sensation Anthony Joshua, a female boxing star is also coming into her own. It was a regular evening after work, school and Minneapolis traffic. I was low-key exhausted but a mother’s work is never done. There was boxing training tonight and my baby was ready... Read more »
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When You Meet Mr. Right but He’s Not Right for You!

When You Meet Mr. Right but He’s Not Right for You!
By A Comeaux “Alright sis! I see you all vegan/yoga/zen lifestyle look good on you girl, now tell me about this man you got… Wedding bells?” Guilt is as instant as the façade of a smile you’ve mastered. For Black women, this is today’s real nightmare: When You Meet Mr. Right but He’s Not Right for... Read more »

Clean-Up Woman: Loving Him After a Savage Breaks His Heart

Clean-Up Woman: Loving Him After a Savage Breaks His Heart
By A Comeaux  Earlier this year RiRi had even the good girls crooning homage to their inner savage when she broke down how she played with-and then dismissed-a lover with an open heart.   I must admit, it was a guilty pleasure to belt those lyrics, mimic that cold-natured swagger and feel damn good about... Read more »

I Won't Accept His Lies Anymore

I Won't Accept His Lies Anymore
By A Comeaux Happy Monday. There’s a lot on my canvas today. Please bear with me as I expound, decompress and articulate the current condition of my heart in its truest form. A much-needed venting session with my bestie ensued a self-reflective ode to how maturity and honesty has given me a confidence and self-love... Read more »
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Drama Detox: 6 Steps to Shake the Snakes in Your Life

Drama Detox: 6 Steps to Shake the Snakes in Your Life
By A Comeaux As most of you may know I’ve embarked on a journey of clean eating, self-care and limitless thinking. This is no easy feat as it has cost me my most beloved vices: sex, men and liquor (as a sleep aid or social crutch or simply because, sad.) At the onset, I didn’t... Read more »