Author Archive for Kamara Taylor

Real Talk | Silence — the true murderer of humanity

How often do we just sit back and watch things occur without speaking up? Whether that is in the form of allowing verbal bullying to occur or mentally removing oneself from a situation but physically being present. That does not…

Real Talk | Mirrors and distorted images

In the current stages of the #metoo movement, I often question if women of color have a voice or if being in the background and accepting inappropriate advances have caused a rift in how women of color view themselves and…

Real Talk | A -meri -Ca / A country divided

Never in my lifetime have I seen so much division in a democratic country. I realize that in a society where we have allowed sound bites and hash tags to think for us, we have gotten lost in the translation…

Real Talk | Chasing our identity/dream catchers

I walked into the Lorraine Motel, and chills ran down my body as I visited the now-museum and place where Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. walked out on a balcony to die. As I walked through this monument of what…

Real Talk | A nation’s wasted mind

I sat in a popular fast food chain and observed a woman talk and respond to herself and write down circles as if she was journaling the best novel that ever existed and I wondered to myself, how was I…

Real Talk | Losing to Win

Editor’s Note: Jamanni “Jay” Gibson, 21, of West Peoria died following a kayaking accident on American Lake near Tacoma, Wash., where he was stationed with the U.S. Army. Gibson graduated in the top 10 from Manual Academy in 2015 and…

Real Talk: How long do we need to wait?

I recall the words explaining why we can’t wait spoken so eloquently by Dr. Martin Luther King. I now realize how profound that one question is. I now understand King was not in a rush for change, he just couldn’t…

Kamara Taylor

Blacks as Amnesia Victims My grandmother has begun to age, and it is the norm that her memory is beginning to phase out. Maybe the stress of losing her daughter at the young age of 50 or burying two sisters…