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Natalie A. Collier
We sat in a square, not a circle. There was grey patio furniture with black pillows that’d been repurposed as a sectional, accent chairs reupholstered in a dark floral pattern I wasn’t sure I liked, and a large, grey ottoman with tufts and peg legs that stood in the middle. There were also two black...
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Grace* was honest because she thought it was the right thing to do, but it was her position in the program—one of her safe spaces—she was concerned about. She didn’t want to jeopardize it. That this was her main concern still bothers me. It said so much more than she realized. One of the most...
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About a year ago, I wrote a quick reflection about self-care. I’m going to share it again but want to share what prompted it. A dear friend sent me the screenshot of author/professor Roxane Gay’s tweet and a response by her author/professor peer, Melissa Harris-Perry about self-care. Gay writes: “Today I was told ‘you excel...
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The only thing I remember about Charles Dickens’ “A Tale of Two Cities” is the opening line: “It was the best of times, it was the worst of times.” I know there’s more poetic prose that comes afterward, but I have no use for it, particularly now. There is no more fitting way to describe...
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Her shirt was light-colored, maybe white, but a button-down with a collar for sure. Long sleeves. She wore slacks, a blazer that might’ve been a lightweight leather, a bit strange, in hindsight. Her hair was pulled back tightly into a thin ponytail; it grabbed at the nape of her neck. A dark-colored cap was pulled...
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Yesterday evening, I drove around downtown Durham, North Carolina, looking for the place where the statue had been taken down. Thanks to a friend of a friend, I realized I’d driven right by it, unbeknownst to me, and was as unmoved by the recollection of it as I was when I just happened by the...
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People invite me places to talk to them. Sometimes the crowds are large; other times, they’re more intimate. But every time, they listen. I made the decision a while ago that I’d start saying what I wanted to say in case the invitations stopped. So today when the indomitable Deon Haywood from Women with a...
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