We are clay and water in the process of becoming who we will be and that, we will become who we are and be unafraid of that.
The fact is that people were beaten, jailed, and then some and with full permission from the state itself before we got the right for everyone to vote and black women got the worst of it not being able to vote until 1965. So when it came time to vote for state representatives this week, … Continue reading Voting in 2017
I had to stop laughing long enough to understand other people's tears for a time. I can still laugh. I can still make someone laugh. Somehow, all of this, while being mindful of what the cost of that joke is.
Over the course of many years, I've spent a lot of time quietly musing on the specific ways my blackness refuses to to accept grief, anger, and their ilk as they are; when it touches me, it often gets transformed somehow.
My response is a long memory.
While we condemn Magneto's more extreme actions, we do one thing for him: we try to understand his plight and relate.
While I understand that I have plenty to be angry about as a person who thinks about what is happening around them, I also have to allow myself to dance with joy when she offers her hand, whether the dance is long or short.