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kafkaesqueblog.com
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| | | | | Happy end of wretched 2022, everyone! I've become too superstitious at this point to claim that 2023 will be better. But I so sincerely hope that it is for you! For me, personally, it's... | |
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fullgrownpeople.com
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| | | | | My mother and I have shared a hospital room on my birthday twice in our lives. The first time we were joined by an umbilical cord. The second time, fifty-seven years later, by the coronavirus. | |
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beingcharis.com
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| | | | | Being a #SickBody: We hide the pain because it's stigmatized, but also because we want to hide from ourselves. These bodies, our bodies, get so heavy we just want them gone. We want to get away from our own prison walls that we did not choose. Our sentences are binding, prophetic, and soul-wrenching. We often... | |
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renegademothering.com
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| | | Dear James, You're dead, but I'm going to write to you anyway, because I'm lost as hell and I have a few questions about your love theory. In 1962, you wrote a letter to your nephew because he was "born into a society which spelled out with brutal clarity" that he was a "worthless human being" and James it's 2016 now, and this week, I've listened to and read the words of black mothers talking about their sons, because they were born into a country that has "destroyed and is destroying hundreds of thousands of lives and does not know | ||