How A Black Lesbian Poet Helped Me Find My Truth
Your words have more power than you know.
5 min readFeb 20, 2020
It was the spring semester of 1992, and I was a sophomore at Washington University in St. Louis. I had enrolled in an Introduction to Women’s Studies course, and the professor assigned us an essay by Audre Lorde, self-described as a “black, lesbian, mother, warrior, poet.” Little did I know at the time that my…