By luam kidane as Black women who won’t accept the world as white supremacy gives it to us there is a jarring, a dissonance...
By Ahmad Greene-Hayes I am the great-great-great grandson of former enslaved Georgians—the Johnson family to be exact. I come from a lineage of individuals whom...
By Jay Keim At a workshop with the Northwest Network (Seattle, USA), I was asked why I became an anti violence advocate. I felt ambivalent...
By Lyndsey Godwin This is a sermon that was given on February 12, 2013 at the weekly chapel service held at Vanderbilt Divinity School, an...
By Layli Maparyan and AnaLouise Keating Layli Maparyan (LM): How did you come to the notion of post-oppositional politics? AnaLouise Keating (ALK): I’ve only started...
By Zillah Eisenstein My writing is a small offering to give political voice to the extra-ordinary attempt at trans-national and cultural and racial and class...
Aishah Shahidah Simmons — my sister and comrade across miles and years, and the visionary behind the historic forum you’ve been reading for the...
By Jennifer Abod Audre was the first black lesbian feminist that I saw in the flesh. I had discovered her several years before in a...
By J. Bob Alotta Preface. There is a framed poster of Audre Lorde and Adrienne Rich in my office. It is a poster for a...
By Farah Tanis I was named by my mother at birth in the presence of my grandmother, keeper, vessel of the Gods and Goddesses, descendent...
Dear Audre Lorde, I thank you for the poem that you were and the poem that you are. You are the poem...
By Gala Mukmolova Girl-talk * I’ve really been working on my orgasmic meditation, my ex tells me. If the instructor touches my clit in...
By Sophia Wallace As an artist, my job is to explore an idea aesthetically and then share my work with the public. In this light,...
By Janell Hobson Having seen 12 Years a Slave twice (first at a fundraising event and later at a private screening and discussion), I am...
By Francesca Mastrangelo When we think of love, concepts of romance, nostalgia and other variations of tenderness often come to mind. Without a doubt, thoughts of...
While skimming through news a few weeks ago, I noticed that one of the current hot topics on feminist threads was the Cliteracy project, an...
By David J. Malebranche My heart is heavy. My soul longs for relief. Yesterday my dear friend, mentee and little brother, Warner McGee, transitioned after being...
By Michelle Auerbach (Excerpt from The Third Kind of Horse) I stared hard at Melody, at the blonde tips of her hair and I knew,...