This year I’ve spent a lot of time walking around my neighborhood crying. The more I research the history of the place where I live, the more pain and loss I uncover. Processing that pain has become a central part … Continue reading Grief and gratitude
Gratitude to those who are organizing these essential opportunities for remembrance. They are critical to creating a community where such violence and exploitation is impossible. Buncombe Community Remembrance Project Markers Installation “In order to move forward, we have to confront … Continue reading Remembrance, remembrance, remembrance
Friends, as I’ve mentioned, I’ve been using my personal writing time for a long-term project, and have not had space to write for this site. In lieu of an essay, here are two recently released treasures to fortify your heart, … Continue reading Nourish Hope
Today I pause to reflect on these writings. As I hope my readers ascertain, my purpose is to use my voice to contribute to collective liberation. My essays often analyze how systems of oppression operate, while illuminating the work of … Continue reading Reflections and a request for responses
Asheville has long been known as a cultural and creative hot spot, or “vortex,” as you will. This is certainly an aspect of our city I celebrate. I am currently half way through writing four articles for the Mountain Xpress … Continue reading Culture Cultivators
I started shaving my legs in sixth grade, after an impassioned campaign begging my mom to let me. Other girls my age had shaved, smooth, hairless legs, and I desperately wanted to be like them. Images on T.V. and in … Continue reading More Time for the Revolution
Who shapes our collective narrative and how? Today I’m fired up about the positive potential of community media. According to Wikipedia, “Community media is any form of media that is created and controlled by a community, either a geographic community or a community of identity or interest. Community media is … Continue reading Community Media
The sky is slate out my office window. A pensive quiet prevails. I inhale winter’s wistfulness, thinking about the shadows that cover us like the gray of this winter sky. Shadows that are everywhere yet unseen. Ignored but still felt. … Continue reading Truth and SONG
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