Blackberry.

The sun sits high in the sky, nestled between dense clouds. Branches of an old oak break the sunshine apart. Alma stretches her limbs across the grass underneath. The sun graces her rich skin in slits. She basks in the sun until she hears her voice.  “Alma! Hey, my Alma!” She yells into the open air ofContinue reading “Blackberry.”

Starlight.

THE VALENTINE’S SERIES: THREE. I’ve had a dream about us, one that plays in my head over and over. In my subconscious, you exist among the galaxies. You hop from one star to the next, illuminating each one in your path. When you feel as though the sky is bright enough, you come down andContinue reading “Starlight.”

Condiment.

THE VALENTINE’S SERIES: TWO. At a time where our next moves are especially unpredictable, it’s reassuring to know that I can count on you. Your love is comforting, safe. You demonstrate finesse in the way you care for me, fluid movements as if you’ve performed this dance many times before. To experience you the wayContinue reading “Condiment.”

Icarus.

THE VALENTINE’S SERIES: ONE. Maybe it’s your smile. Your deep brown skin. It could be the way you carry yourself. An amalgamation of things I’m sure, swirled into one beautiful woman. In my dreams you reside, warming my skin with your glow. The sense envelops me, softens my heart just so. The feeling is reminiscentContinue reading “Icarus.”

Reflect.

I watch her walk by me every day.  She’s beautiful. I wish I could tell her. I part my lips to speak, but I can never find the right words to say. I want to confess my love. I adore her.  My heart beats for her, even when she doesn’t feel the same. Sometimes, sheContinue reading “Reflect.”

Wounds/Garden

I lay my body down to rest in the soil. It is moist against my skin, dark like me. I rest and I think. I can feel my body loosen; I peer down my chest as I begin to unravel. My wounds open and I hiss from the pain. A heart can’t beat when it’sContinue reading “Wounds/Garden”

Grey.

Hello! Before you read, I’d like to provide a bit of background. This piece is a snippet of a full-length project I have written. Based on the reaction I receive, I can move forward with it. You might see this one in a bookstore near you! *wink wink* If you like what you read, pleaseContinue reading “Grey.”

Donate.

Hi everyone! I have been working on Brown Suga Babe for about a year and a half now. I started this website when I was in high school, and now that I’m majoring in English at Howard, I know this is my passion. Writing has opened doors for me that I didn’t think was possible;Continue reading “Donate.”

Super Hero.

26 years ago, you did something that many would turn and run away from. 7 years later, you did it again. Through uncertainty, judgement, and fear, you became a mother, something that I am forever grateful for. You’ve stood by me through tough times, accepted me for who I am, and raised me to knowContinue reading “Super Hero.”

Weather.

its funny how the weather changes the wind picks you up, changing you too sun beaming on your skin, reminiscent of the good times you think back to smiling till your cheeks hurt, popsicles dripping onto your hands your energy is high, the day is bright.   there you go again, caught in the windContinue reading “Weather.”

Nostalgic.

Empty. Brown skin against the cool glass of his car, green eyes staring into the dashboard, Micah felt. . . empty. A feeling of what if turned into what is, dwindling into what was. She was there until she wasn’t, a shooting star illuminating a black sky before returning the space to its dark hue onceContinue reading “Nostalgic.”

Introspective.

It’s frustrating. Heart pounding, blood boiling. The feeling of white-hot anger behind eyelids, searing the image into the mind. There are so many unanswered questions, loose ends left frayed and separated. What does one have that the other doesn’t? Why does one look at themselves differently, pondering the idea of flaws or insufficiency because theyContinue reading “Introspective.”