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Or, like I call it: home

in the inner city By Lucille Clifton in the inner city or like we call it home we think a lot about uptown and the silent nights and the houses straight as dead men and the pastel lights and we … Continue reading

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On synchronicity and anger.

When I was in college, I noticed a certain… synchronicity with my classes. Regardless of what I was studying at any given time–a French literature class on the history of Jews in France, a government course on racism in the … Continue reading

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We rats will pull a lever, too, if you give us a good enough reason.

I am hereby declaring war on insomnia. Pharmaceuticals, take me away. But, first…. — I’ve been thinking a lot about electoral politics for obvious reasons. It’s not just the presidential campaign that captured most of us all year, or the … Continue reading

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Bail out my ass.

Monday, I used my new-to-me car Sputnik to drive to East Oakland and pick up a woman named Joyce from her housing project. We then went to the Oakland Housing Authority’s headquarters downtown for a press conference before the meeting … Continue reading

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Those who forget history will be doomed to repeat it.

All quotes below pulled from Women, Race & Class by Angela Y. Davis…. Frederick Douglass, in an article titled “The Rights of Women” published in his abolitionist newspaper North Star, July 1848: In respect to political rights, we hold woman … Continue reading

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Ain’t I a woman?

There’s a lot I have to say about what came up in yesterday’s post. Those who asked for a longer essay might get it, when I have more time, which may be when I’m dead. But I think I should … Continue reading

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Owning it.

Being in a social scene that is as given to performance and costuming and general, unadulterated dumb as mine sometimes provides reminders of just how limiting being black and female can be when it comes to performance. When certain mainstream … Continue reading

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I’ll say it once, and I won’t say it again.

I won’t mock Clinton for getting choked up on camera. But as for the “MLK was great, but we wouldn’t have had the Civil Rights Act passed if it weren’t for LBJ” bit…. Are you fucking kidding me? And then … Continue reading

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When hands turn to fists. (written 6/23/2006)

Exhausted but awake. Hi, insomnia! Thinking about how a lot of what’s been discussed in my journal and elsewhere this week about bisexuality (particularly as it pertains to women) and how it has a lot to do with gender and … Continue reading

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catchin' up with depeche mode (written 12/13/2003)

actually, no. i’m not listening to it. but i am thinking of catchin’ up, since i’ve largely been silent for the last week or so. but i have been writing. on BART, a lot. i’ll post some fragments of what’s … Continue reading

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