“No Thank You” : An Open Letter to Hampton University

Hampton, I will start this letter by saying thank you for giving me the gift of friendship, the Terpsichorean Dance Company, Gamma Iota, and Scripps Howard School of Journalism. But I cannot say “thank you” for the mold infested dorms that caused my eczema and asthma to flare so severely that I have memorized the…

Protecting My Peace

  I woke up to 70 degree weather in the middle of February. My mood was excellent. Yet, somewhere in between my walk to the journalism building and the ending of class, my mood shifted from sunshine and Daniel Caesar to irritation and no music. My soul was disturbed. My peace was off. An overwhelming…