Do you ever feel like a fragile astronaut floating through a universe filled with weird blobs and people? Yes? Me too. —Isabella Acosta

Thahabu

Many of the students here look at me like I’m crazy; they’re not used to seeing a black girl who likes Benjamin Booker just as much as she loves Beyoncé. I’ve been attacked for voicing my opinion and disagreeing with some not so intersectional views. Just as Nola’s lover did in She’s Gotta Have It, this school has tried to paint me as in need of fixing or changing. I’d almost agree with them if I didn’t have such wonderful friends who love me and check me if I’m out of line. Read More »

[Editor’s Note: Marah is taking a break from diaries this week.]