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Should I Be Telling You This?

January 30, 2014
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By Sarah Brent “If two people come together, who’ve never had any power except by the way of abuse, it’s going to be bad. Both of us had power exerted over us as children. I eventually learned that as an adult, I was still doing the dance, seeking out abusive relationships. That doesn’t mean...
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Book Review: “A Penny Saved” by Arisa White

January 29, 2014
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  A Penny Saved, by Arisa White (Willow Books) Reviewed by Sarah Mantilla Griffin   Between September 2001 and June 2012, far more American women were killed by domestic and intimate partner violence than U.S. troops were killed in Iraq and Afghanistan combined. Despite these staggering figures, domestic violence remains largely hidden from public...
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*Pretty Sparkly Things: A Black Girl’s Encounter with the Prison Industrial Complex

January 23, 2014
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I love clothes. I always have. As a black girl coming of age in the early 1990s, I was up on all the adornment trends: from asymmetrical haircuts and Cross Colours jeans to neckties and button down shirts (a la Boyz II Men). As any person who went to a predominantly black school knows,...
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Long Distance Revolutionary: An Intergenerational Conversation

January 22, 2014
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Long Distance Revolutionary: An Intergenerational Conversation

By Alexis Pauline Gumbs, Clyde Gumbs and Jared Gumbs This summer I attended a screening of Prison Radio’s film about Mumia Abu-Jamal, Long Distance Revolutionary.  Mumia Abu-Jamal has been in prison for my entire lifetime, and I have learned on many occasions about his unjust incarceration, his participation in the Black Panther Party and his...
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Excerpts from Sir by HR Hegnauer

January 22, 2014
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Excerpts from Sir by HR Hegnauer

  Dear Sir, I am afraid to say, I love you — a collection of simple sounds. I know this is the softest room in the body, but the navigation is so —. This is what it means to swim in a vivisection, and I like swimming; I do, but I need the tide...
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An excerpt from The Pink Institution by Selah Saterstrom

January 15, 2014
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An excerpt from The Pink Institution by Selah Saterstrom

eraser:   She found it in the corner. She picked it up. Brought it close. This happened at a time when her head was unusually large. She loved games. Two favorites being “Cleaning Out Shoes” and “Feeling Old People’s Skin.” In “Cleaning Out Shoes” she would take a bobby pin and run it through...
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3 poems by Valerie Bandura

January 8, 2014
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3 poems by Valerie Bandura

Vagina and Cross-Cocks   For their flag, ……….a sliced pair of white boxers, and on it, ………………………………………………………………in marmalade,   the diamond shape of a vagina ……………………………………………………….slightly open ………………………with wisps along the lips for pubic hair, ……………………………………………………………….and under that,   a pair of penises …………………..criss-crossed ………………………………like femur bones under a skull,   the shorts clipped...
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2 poems by Geffrey Davis

January 1, 2014
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2 poems by Geffrey Davis

Unfledged   What did I know, what did I know of love’s austere and lonely offices? — Robert Hayden     Weekends too my father roofed poor neighborhoods, at prices only his back could carry   into profit.  In the name of labor’s virtue—or was it another bill collector’s callous   calling again?—my brother...
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Fiction Feature: CORONA by Bushra Rehman

October 2, 2013
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Corona (and I’m not talking about the beer) Corona, Queens 1983 Corona, and I’m not talking about the beer. I’m talking about a little village perched under the number 7 train in Queens between Junction Boulevard and 111th Street. I’m talking about the Corona Ice King, Spaghetti Park, and P.S. 19. The Corona F....
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3 poems by Meg Wade

September 25, 2013
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The Skinning House   There’s howling in the woods out back.   ………………………..The creepy light at the bottom of the pool.   ………………………..All my fucking hair in the bathtub.   There are empty spaces inside me, places to hide my failures, and here I am hiding my body in broad daylight.   .    ...
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    Elie Wiesel writes, “I swore never to be silent whenever and wherever human beings endure suffering and humiliation. We must always take sides. Neutrality helps the oppressor, never the victim. Silence encourages the tormentor, never the tormented.” Silence binds perpetrators and victims, creates a confederacy of secrets. Here, these women [...]

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    The Mountain   The mountain is really a series of itself. Deeper pockets of sky color float in its canyons. In certain seasons, it’s difficult to tell rock face from snowfall. The ridge line looks much sharper than it must, in actuality, be. When you climb, the summit is sometimes [...]

  • 3 poems by Arielle Greenberg Wormwood portrait LA

    Who I’d Like to Meet   I am on tiptoe scanning our tallest bookshelves for something to pack to read on the plane.  I am scanful, tippy-toed: a girl without boots.  I am shorty.  I want to read something great, as in literary, and beautiful and daring, and something hobnailed [...]