By Monique Moultrie When Prophetess Juanita Bynum’s most recent Facebook live video came to my attention it was yet another example of Bynum’s attempts at...
By Keri Day I remember encountering Juanita Bynum for the first time as a college student at a Church of God in Christ (COGIC) Jurisdictional...
By Neichelle Guidry One Sunday during my childhood, a woman in my church approached me with a “gift.” “God has led me to give this...
On Monday January 30th, as America spiraled out into unparalleled capitalist, sexist, hetero-patriarchal, homophobic, ableist, white nationalist, Islamophobic, devilish entropy, discombobulation and corruption, Dr. Juanita...
To espouse a system of avoidance and silence is to espouse the alienation, physically, and spiritually of those who have been relegated to the margins...
For centuries, Black women have been expected to hold up the church, whether through finances, service, or both. Who’s holding up these women? Who’s singing...
Until Black churches are honest about human sexuality and our collective discomfort with it, sexual violence will remain unchecked and accountability will be nothing more...
By Cherise Morris i. Perhaps this story starts in New Orleans, where I first felt the grace of place, on the corner of North Dorgenois...
I am the daughter of a black Baptist preacher. I am also a black feminist scholar of Black Religion and Black Diaspora Studies. So on...
By Martina “Mick” Powell for KJ Morris and all the beautiful people we lost in Orlando, FL on June 12, 2016 & that...
By Soumitree Gupta This piece is a response to all those occasions when I’ve been asked the “home” question—where I’m from—and I’ve struggled to condense...
By Stevie Lynn Hunter I remember the first time your fingers were inside of me, but nails inside of me have always bothered me...
U.S. election politicking is distasteful even during the best of times. In our white supremacist, misogynist, xenophobic, capitalist nation—more oligarchy than democracy, further entrenched by Citizens...
By MaryAnn Kozlowski I always knew my body was a battleground. I’d been fighting with it for years – exercising until I could barely stand...
By Shither *”Collective Voice of the Voiceless”: Campus Violence, Resistance, and Strategies for Survival Forum Contribution* The spatial...
By Shana L. Redmond Those of us paying attention are familiar with this scene: a high profile event, a spectacular disruption, and a resultant public...
By Hina Tai I was standing near the entrance of the bus station, waiting for my parents to pick me up. The next day was Eid...
By Sharon Rothberg At my wedding in the summer of 1964, I was 22 years old. Marty and I had dated for three years, and...