"ripping hot and fierce down the night sky till they are out of our pining sight, too quickly, more frequently than we can bear, their incandescent metal, incinerating,...
By Lindah Mhando This is a dedication to my dear sister friend Aaronette White. The use of the word “warrior” doesn’t suggest women as warmongers ready...
By Analena Hope “Can I live?” This simple yet resounding question has been posed a number of times in different ways by Black feminists within...
By Tressie McMillan Cottom My great grandmother used to pay me to talk, about anything and nothing. She just “loved to hear that child speak!”...
By: Jakeya Caruthers Though an old trope, what makes a sketch like “I Know Black People” so electrically hilarious is its sharp challenge to the...
By: Isaiah M. Wooden and Darnell L. Moore In a different presidential election year, 2004, Comedy Central’s ever-popular sketch series, Chapelle’s Show, featured a boundlessly...
By: Samuel “Basil” Soper In first grade, my teacher asked, “Do you know who your parents are voting for?” I announced to my peers that...
By Kim Tran Malala Yousafzai’s shooting galvanized the world, sending tens of thousands of Pakistanis to protest in the streets of Karachi last Sunday. The Taliban’s...
By Ashanté Reese The first time a TSA agent probed my hair I was flying from Atlanta to Washington, D.C. sometime in November 2011. My sister-friend-stylist Shana...
By Sariane Leigh A 20-something skinny blond leading a yoga class gazed at me with a condescending smirk. I am doing my best to hold...
By Madihah Akhter As the upcoming U.S. presidential election dominates the headlines, the uncomfortably familiar rhetoric prioritizing religion’s role in American politics continues. One can...
By Tria Andrews and Olivia Chilcote In Red, White, and Black: Cinema and the Structure of U.S. Antagonisms, Frank B. Wilderson III (2010) triangulates the...
By Connie Wun Subjected to the State In 2011, Jada Williams, an eighth-grade student in Rochester, New York, wrote an essay based upon her reading...
By Royce K. Freeman I used to be fluent. Still dream sometimes in my Native tongue. My mother tells me I would talk...
By Xoaquima Díaz I never thought I would end up in an abusive relationship. Not only because I had always considered myself smarter than that, above...
By Rosebud Ben-Oni —Baghdad Beach, Matamoros, Mexico Even the gulls scuttled from the surf: a grey arm erect and bit of shoulder wrapped in electrical...
By Juliana “Jewels” Smith For the first time since I was a teenager, I started riding my bike when I was in graduate school at...
By Laura Ilardo They say that the US-Mexico border is a very dangerous place. Surrounded by cactus, scrub, and hundreds of miles of dry desert,...