It’s a terrifying feeling: wondering what comes next. You feel alone and you have to think of what happens if the test comes back positive.
Imagine a world where a woman can just be mediocre and still get elected. It’s a refreshing take away from the real-life races where white, cishet men are simply assumed to be good, “winning” candidates.
My sister and I are educated, first-generation, Latinas who are the products of a single-mom household. We are living proof that single-moms are strong.
As we look forward to the future of H.R.40 and reparations in this country, we must remember and acknowledge the legacy of slavery that is so entrenched in our society.
During the past year, I have not only gone through the death of two great women who I loved and respected, but have watched my family undergo the healing process of losing their longtime matriarchs.
I am taking this chance to speak up for the 112 Chibok girls that are yet to be returned home to their families.
Chicken noodle soup has no end goal, so it’s difficult for me to understand why it’s worthwhile when I think everything needs to have a purpose or a set of measurable steps to follow.
The imaginable past does not have a lot of room for emboldened and empowered women to exist freely. I could only hope that the future held more for me.
The reality is, my body is so accustomed to immediately swing to struggle, anger, grief, and disillusionment before feeling the lightness of joy.
Nappy is not nice. This is a so-called “truth” taught to countless black girls from their childhood. From as early as I can remember, I permed my hair.
When discussing the wins and momentum for 2020, most people are not discussing the women who won. Instead, they are fixated on the white man who lost.
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