Jamie Oliveria is a nomadic poet, visual artist and all-around creative person. The 24 year-old self-published poet hails from San Francisco, yet prefers to be known as an inhabitant of the world. She received her B.A. in documentary film production from San Francisco State University. It was actually Oliveria’s film background that helped craft her…
Summer is here, which means minimal clothing and some free time if you’re lucky. Sometimes it can be difficult to decide how to spend that free time so here is a summer reading list I devised, made up of books I would want to read laying on the beach or ignoring my responsibilities. ‘On Beauty’…
It’s 3 a.m. and I’m sitting at the kitchen table. The table is small and round, no corners anywhere do this is one thing I would not have to child proof. Angie wants a baby. It’s not that I don’t want a child. Even if only to have a bit more of Angie in the…
Artist, yogi, self-proclaimed bibliophile, and avid biker, Olaronke Akinmowo plans to bring black women literature to the forefront this summer in New York City. The born and bred Brooklynite, Akinmowo is promoting a mobile library in Bed-Stuy, Brooklyn called The Free Black Woman’s Library. The purpose of the library is to promote black women writers. Ola…
xoJane recently published an article titled Hey Broad City, A Woman Doesn’t Have To Be A Hot Mess To Be Funny. It was labeled as an “unpopular opinion,” and rightfully so. In the article, Emily Gaudette complains about the way that Abbi and Ilana’s characters present themselves in Broad City as not having their love lives…
I am Jack’s good humor. I am Jack’s stinging sense of abandonment. I am Jack’s metastasized loneliness. I am Jack’s reference to Fight Club. I am Jack’s stolen shoes. I am Jack’s disappointed mother. I am Jack’s unemployment check. I am Jack’s weed dealer, I am Jack’s unloved dick. I am Jack’s paralyzing terror because…
I peek out from the side stage door and watch people filter in. There’s nothing like the energy emanating from an audience, especially on the last night of a performance. I am particularly nervous about tonight’s performance because my family, my best friend from home, and my boyfriend will in that very audience. I’ve been…
As the hot days of summer stretch lazily across June, I find myself knee-deep in novels, short stories, and poetry to help pass the time. Whenever I read something powerful, thought-provoking or something beautiful, I am overcome with the need to share the piece of literary genius. Without further ado, an excerpt from Carson McCullers’…
