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Concluding TFW's Forum on World AIDS Day 2012

December 2, 2012
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Concluding TFW's Forum on World AIDS Day 2012

Today marks the conclusion of our Forum on World AIDS Day, but we are committed to making space for critical conversations on HIV/AIDS throughout the year. Indeed, we must remember, as writer and visual artist Ted Kerr reminds us: ”Every day is World AIDS Day, once a year the media remembers.” As we bring this...
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HIV and Bumming Cigarettes: A Conversation With tiona.m.

December 1, 2012
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HIV and Bumming Cigarettes: A Conversation With tiona.m.

I first met award-winning Black lesbian filmmaker tiona.m. (Tiona McClodden) in Atlanta in spring 2005 when she was working as a freelance videographer at Spelman College. I was in the near final post-production stages of my film NO! The Rape Documentary when I was an Artist-in-Residence at Spelman College’s Women’s Resource and Research Center’s...
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  • Excerpts from In the Away Time by Kristen Nelson kristen

    . January You called me She instead of You. “Where is she going now?” is the first question you ever asked me. You were standing on a porch next to the last She who you broke. I remember looking up at you over my shoulder and smiling. I was going skinny-dipping. [...]

  • Poems for Ferguson: Vanessa Huang and Aya de Leon Michael-Brown-Ferguson-Missouri-Shooting-Petition-Racism-america_2014-08-15_17-44-22

    Two poets consider Michael Brown, Ferguson, MO, and the crucial ways in which Black Life Matters.     How Do I Love Thee? A love poem from the Ferguson, MO police dept to Black residents: An informal emulation of Elizabeth Barrett Browning’s Sonnet 43 by Aya de Leon . How [...]

  • “Paws” by Tracy Burkholder tracy

    Paws   In sixth grade, I started to envy certain girls’ hands. Not always manicured, but always neat. Fingers thin and smooth. These hands gently freed sheets of paper from their metal spirals and lifted loops of hair to more beautiful perches. Lunch trays floated inside their gentle grip while [...]