In response to: Does being from the Caribbean make me ‘Of Africa’?
‘In Response To’ is a series with commentary from our readers As a Caribbean girl of African descent, the article, ‘Does being from the Caribbean make me ‘Of Africa’? immediately …
Thoughts, reviews and favourites of all the latest for and by women Of Africa
‘In Response To’ is a series with commentary from our readers As a Caribbean girl of African descent, the article, ‘Does being from the Caribbean make me ‘Of Africa’? immediately …
In the United States, one cannot be here and simply be African. One must also be black, and being black and being African in America are completely distinct identities. With blackness in …
Welcome back to Of Africa! With our new and improved website we are ready to kick off our second season and explore our new theme, ‘Innovation’. Join us as we highlight and celebrate …
A book review Even though I have read Mariama Bâ’s So Long a Letter multiple times, first at the age of 12 in middle school in Burkina Faso, then later before completing high school, I only …
With art by Laylie Frazier Homeland brings to my mind ‘belonging’, specifically having a physical space to call home. While the idea of having physical roots, to a country or a city that …
There are a few people of African descent that have taken advantage of the photo sharing platform Instagram to showcase and highlight the diversity and talent that exists within the …
When I was asked to become part of this magazine, my first response was that I am most likely one of the least African affiliated girls in the Caribbean. Even though I know that I …
Someone somewhere tells me that I am his African queen. That I am his goddess, That my body is bountiful. That my body is rich with a fertility blessed by 40 days …
With art by Laylie Frazier About seven years ago I noticed that my relaxed hair was thinning and generally looking rather unhealthy. A friend suggested I go natural because my hair would …
With art from Laylie Frazier I was first aware Of my strange woollen hair When my mother twisted it into three puffs When colorful ribbons trailed down to my shoulders I swung my …