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Black Girls Run! Friendship, Community, and Sisterhood (Part 2)

March 19, 2012
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Black Girls Run! Friendship, Community, and Sisterhood (Part 2)

Go here to read Part 1 Whereas gyms often feel like places of tremendous judgment, with its pictures of hard, slender bodies on their walls, mirrors strategically located throughout, and an overall culture that privileges the “beautiful,” BGR works to create a space free of criticism.  While enhancing the exercise experience, the efforts to...
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Black Girls Run! Friendship, Community, and Sisterhood (Part 1)

March 16, 2012
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Black Girls Run! Friendship, Community, and Sisterhood (Part 1)

On the website “Stuff White People Like,” marathons are listed as #27.  It describes running a marathon in the following way: To a white person, the absolute pinnacle of fitness is to run a marathon.  Not to win, just to run. White people will train for months, telling everyone who will listen about how...
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  • From Detailing Trauma by Arianne Zwartjesari_bio03

      THE ANATOMY OF TRUST OR BREAKING _____ I. HEART The pulse shudders the body at such infinitesimal levels that many of us ignore its existence. Walk around carrying fists in the center of our chests, the bottom tipped somewhat rightward, sitting more-or-less directly below the sternum, squeezing each moment [...]

  • 3 poems by Ian EllasanteIMG_3643

    Diana and the face of the moon another night you are          . turning your face ………………….. i am already gone and you are throwing stones        . Diana swearing never ….. swearing never …… swearing never ………………………………………… again just say what you are trying [...]

  • Two Poems: “Different Pages” and “The Bee Trap”969930_134837700045011_155646280_n

    By Kristy Webster   The Bee Trap   Some girls have eyes like invitations, and some girls wear glasses and scarves, walk with a whistle in their mouth,   Some girls leave the window cracked open, they need more air always more than the breeze will bring and some people [...]