By Zillah Eisenstein COUNT US IN!!! “We” are at the ready to play the WOMAN card. But what is an anti-racist feminist supposed to do?...
By Chi-Chi Ayalogu This is an era in social consciousness when the knee jerk reaction to gender based violence is to attack the perpetrator,...
By Mirusha Yogarajah I am the Eelam Tamil co-founder of Unfair and Lovely and these are my experiences. Please do not attempt to refute them,...
By Zahara Hill My melanin was supposed to feel magical. But after centuries of being fooled into an identity created on false notions of undesirability,...
No one who knows me would be surprised that I watch Maury, The Steve Wilkos Show, and Judge Mathis when I get to work from home....
By Mirusha Yogarajah Watching the show Master of None inscribed a sense of self-worth in me. My identity was relevant enough to be represented...
By Sarena Tien You slide the bracelet over your hand, expecting it to fall straight down your forearm. “Hey,” you say to your friend,...
By Yehuda Sharim Scratch the surface of the living conditions in the United States, and you’ll find immigrants for whom deportation is not merely a threat or a...
This online gathering represents a tiny sampling of all those whose lives have been influenced, impacted, ignited, and inspired by June Jordan’s relentless and fiercely...
Inspired by the work of June Jordan we have both offered artistic, sonic, and poetic meditations on June Jordan’s, A Poem about My Rights.
words run deep, trickling through layers of Israeli propaganda and lies spoonfed to American audiences of CNN and FOX News. She wove truth...
Jordan turned the most gruesome horrors in our world—the world of Arab isolation and unabated imperial violence--into searing poems and essays that spoke to...
Black feminist poet warrior scholar June Jordan traveled with me from my apartment in Bedstuy (or Bedford-Stuyvesant as she named the urban neighborhood in Brooklyn...
And now, I hung on to June Jordan’s every word. I watched her on screen in Pratibha Parmar’s A Place of Rage. Her words were...
june's voice was a stranger in my mouth. she did not equivocate or dissemble; she did not hide her meaning in metaphor; she did not...
I think of that bawdy, drinking, version of June Jordan, the one laughing loudly and cussing. I can only hope that she would read my...
This article is brought to you courtesy of the Black Feminisms Forum Working Group of which Kimalee Phillip is a member. The Black Feminisms Forum...
In our current times of collective struggle’s reinvigoration, the life and works of June Jordan provide vital lessons. Writing between the 1960s and the early...