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Love Note: Black Youth Project 100 Member Aaron Talley on Radical Love

September 6, 2013
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Love Note: Black Youth Project 100 Member Aaron Talley on Radical Love

By Aaron Talley In this era of deep political polarization and the seclusion offered by social media, one of the biggest hindrances to social change is that we view listening to each other as negotiable. Fearing conflict and misunderstanding, we do not listen to each other because we falsely believe that we always have the...
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She Called Me a Poet

September 6, 2013
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By Candy Taaffe August 9, 2009 Finally official.  . The love and mutual respect is what inspires the truth, ………….and the desire ………….to make happen ………….what I thought could not.  . Putting the words to paper slowed down …………because I was living those words out loud. And I hope you watched. It was an...
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Dedicated to the next century of Queer Asian artists and activists

September 6, 2013
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M. Rhee and C. Chan by Lydia Daniller

By Celeste Chan and Margaret Rhee Dear future ones: . They will say we have done nothing. ……….That we have no one, …………………no history, no trace of ……….rabble-rousing ancestry. . But. . Trace these queer lines, these radical roots, running deep beneath the earth, past the equator. . Dear love, our future generation, ....
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Love Note: Anamaría Flores on Love as a Radical Act

September 6, 2013
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Love Note: Anamaría Flores on Love as a Radical Act

By Anamaría Flores In a white male supremacist heteronormative puritanical judeo-christian culture such as the one that characterizes the united states, the most revolutionary act for brown and black folks is to reject the dominant culture and love ourselves. This is especially true for the sistas/hermanas who are taught from the time we’re small...
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Feminists We Love: Layli Maparyan

September 6, 2013
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Layli Maparyan is the Katherine Stone Kaufmann ’67 Executive Director of The Wellesley Centers for Women, one of the nation’s leading organizations committed to research and action programs dedicated to women and girls. Regarding her appointment, Wellesley College President H. Kim Bottomly stated, I am so pleased that Dr. Maparyan will join Wellesley in this...
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On Love, Action, and Lesbian-Feminism

September 6, 2013
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On Love, Action, and Lesbian-Feminism

By Julie R. Enszer Writing about lesbian-feminist publishers in the 1970s and 1980s, I am haunted. Often I wake with a fragment from a poem by Elana Dykewomon, Pat Parker, Fran Winant, Minnie Bruce Pratt, Cheryl Clarke, on the tip of my lips. Sometimes, I flip open my calendar and think I have a...
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