Oppression – My Story About Being Female

I remember the first time I was sexually violated. I was 13 years old and just out of middle-school. While I was “in love” with a boy in my 8th grade class, I had no idea what sex was. I do not recall ever having a “sex-ed” class at school. As far as my young mind was concerned, sex was kissing a boy with an … Continue reading Oppression – My Story About Being Female

"Silence: 2" – by Sydney Sipho Sepamla

Sipho Sepamla, a South African poet, understands pathologies of power. The silence I speak ofstretches the moment to PretoriaBloemfontein and Cape Townit is the same silencethat has walled intense remembrances of daysmaking of each momentpebbles of time the silence I speak oftends to confound my tongueI gurgle speech soundslike a river sippingthe marrow of aged rocksthe silence I speak ofcrouches the nightto make shadows that … Continue reading "Silence: 2" – by Sydney Sipho Sepamla

"Oppression" – Jimmy Santiago Baca

What does it mean to be meaningfully self-aware? And, how can I incorporate meaningful self-awareness in my daily routine to ensure I am practicing anti-oppressive behavior? “People see what they are socially cued to see.” My ask to myself is to not succumb to my social cues; to not take the easy road for the sake of its ease. Instead, my ask to myself is … Continue reading "Oppression" – Jimmy Santiago Baca

“Still I Rise” – by Maya Angelou

Because sometimes we just need to be reminded of how much power we actually hold in our hands. ——- You may write me down in history With your bitter, twisted lies, You may trod me in the very dirt But still, like dust, I’ll rise.   Does my sassiness upset you? Why are you beset with gloom? ‘Cause I walk like I’ve got oil wells … Continue reading “Still I Rise” – by Maya Angelou