21 Nov 2014
Heidi R. Lewis: Toni Cade Bambara gave me a feminism that was Black—a feminism that was loud, strong, collective, vulnerable, powerful, communal, honest, and intimate, a feminism that was me and that would be waiting for me, whenever I was ready. She gave me the kind of Black feminism that wasn’t afraid to look around and that refused to suffer fools.
26 Nov 2014
Pearl Cleage: I remember us welcoming our own daughters into our undeniably bohemian lives and wanting them to grow up strong and free. We wanted that for them. And we got it. You would be so proud of Karma for being everything she is. When we see her, we smile at you in her. She indulges us.
25 Nov 2014
Wesley Brown: A woman asked the honorees why black writers weren’t giving their readers more positive stories about black life. Toni responded immediately, saying, “I’ve seen you before at literary events, like this one. And you always ask the same question. If there are stories that you want to see written, maybe that’s your assignment: to write them.” This was vintage Bambara, expressing the ethos behind everything she wrote: an unfailing directness which implicated the reader in the power of language and the responsibilities and consequences that come with using it.
14 Nov 2014
By Cinnamon Williams What has been will be again, what has been done will be done again; there is nothing new under the sun. -Ecclesiastes 1:9 There are no new ideas. There are only new ways of making them felt. -Audre Lorde Thursday, July 10, 5:01 p.m. [...]
4 Nov 2014
By Katie Wayhart SILENT NO MORE Spent more time with mommy than the other girls at school. Tall, blonde, “mature for her age” little girl. Older cousin says, “I’ll show you mine if you show me yours.” A seemingly innocent “game” turns into something more. Years go [...]
30 Oct 2014
By Grace Corn In today’s world, the very word “feminism” can stir up polarized reactions. As a feminist myself, I find it difficult to understand how feminism, in Pat Robertson’s words, “encourages women to leave their husbands, kill their children, practice witchcraft, destroy capitalism and become lesbians.” Nevertheless, this interpretation [...]
26 Nov 2014
They say you had the eye; they say you saw
into people. They say you came before as shaman
or bruja and returned as priestess; they say you were
stonebreaker. But for me, you were a big sister
feeling for a lonely brother with no language
to lament, and you gave me more days, and
more days. Yes, they could have called you
Grace, Bambara; they could have called you that.
24 Nov 2014
Roxana Walker-Canton: Natalie sits in her own seat in front of her mother and looks out the window. Mostly WHITE PEOPLE get on and off the bus now. The bus rides through a neighborhood of single family homes. A BLACK WOMAN with TWO WHITE CHILDREN get on the bus. Natalie stares at the children.
21 Nov 2014
Kate Rushin: I see the whole thing played out. I’m bludgeoned, bloody, raped. My story is reduced to filler buried in the back of the paper, on page 49, and I say, “No. No way.”
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