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Letter to the Strong
As we made our way out of the church, I heard my mother tell my father, “Check on her.” He refused, and his reasoning was, “You know she is strong.” When my grandmother died, my mother asked my father to come and support me. He came, but the support was minimal. Fast forward a few…
Why I Wrote “Classic White”
What happens when you stop playing into the stereotypes of your race/ethnicity? Stereotypes exist for a reason; every culture has its own set of them. The ones on me make me afraid to purchase watermelon in the grocery store or order fried chicken from a restaurant. I grew up on a farm and experienced the…
Power in a word and why you need less description in your writing
The power of the word “rape” and why you need less description in your writing. Let the reader get there for themselves. When I write, I enter a state of flow. I am hyper-focused, and I become a different person —the version of me who sees every single detail of my story as if it…
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Zola Briar 