Tag: race
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The Beige Woman
The Beige Woman, a color poem, is Adriana Philips' personal tale of living as a mixed-race woman. Can you love yourself in your own skin? -
We All Go To Bed Human
I have been thinking about change. I used to say all of the time when I was younger that I would move to London when I was older. My future career was a doctor who was a consultant for the police department. Now, about twenty-three years later, I still live in the United States. I ... -
The Depression Marathon
You have just achieved something so amazing. Yet, you feel nothing. The recognition and applause race through your veins. Yet, you feel as if you never broke through the ribbon at the finish line. All you want is the energy in the air to increase your heartbeat and leave you with a faint smile. Yet, ... -
Weaponized Tear
Constant readjustments to build trust of people who continue to take advantage of us The tears of their mothers, daughters, grandmothers can take the lives of our fathers, grandfathers, sons No chance to defend ourselves, for savages have no say in their impeccable, uncontaminated communities Our word against their tears, our ... -
The Finish Line
About two-and-a-half years ago, she bought a treadmill. It was an impulse buy after two kids at the mall had made a rude comment she’d overheard. For six months, the thing sat in the den’s corner, collecting dust. It made a fine coat rack. A flurry of spring cleaning unburied it. A spark of something ... -
White Privilege: Why It’s Important For Me To Teach My Kids It’s Real.
Being a mom is tough. Being a white mom who doesn’t want to raise blind, bigotted, unkind children is especially tough. I keep questioning how I can make them better people. I am honest when it comes to certain things and other things I tiptoe around. White privilege is one thing I am not willing ... -
What Has America Come To?
“Change your thoughts and you change your world.” – Norman Vincent Peale We live in a society that has changed over time. We have forgotten to treat others as we would like to be treated. We no longer respect anything, not even ourselves. We make fun of protesters for protesting and our government officials are ...