So, I’ve been back in Melbourne for 4 months, and no one has tried to touch my hair.Continue reading “we move”
I have returned.
I feel like that’s just my catch phrase at this point. I always feel like I am returning somewhere, from somewhere else. I returned to London. I returned to Chicago. I returned to France. I even returned to Italy. And now I have returned to Melbourne, all shiny and new.Continue reading “Diary of a Black Girl in Melbourne – Part 1”