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In Her Words
Often when September rolls around, I find myself thinking of Earth, Wind and Fire’s ode to the 21st day of the month. Truth be told, I don’t know most of the words to the song, so I can’t tell you what it’s about besides something special about September 21. I know it sounds celebratory, though,...
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Black excellence amplifies those making history right now and inspires following generations to aspire for greatness.
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One of my favorite memories with my daddy is going to the beach at Lake Michigan in Chicago. We would walk on what we called “the rocks” – huge rock-like structures you could sit on – and watch the sunset. Every time we were there, I remember asking a bunch of questions, picking little pebbles...
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When I think about attending a cookout nothing but pure joy comes to mind. Dancing, loud laughing, wonderful food, and fitting in without thinking about it. The scene from Poetic Justice with Tupac crashing by exclaiming ‘Cousin!’ is my leading thought. Many times, a cookout is a place we can just show up and share...
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In this world, our current world, male dominated, white supremacist structures are working to return women to the bondage that legal powerlessness brings. Nowhere is this clearer than in the fight for reproductive justice...In the care of a whole womxn, the goal must be access to reproductive justice, which encompasses access to abortion as well...
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I’ll always remember the afternoon of Sunday, November 15, 2020. That’s the last “normal” conversation that I had with mama. As usual, she was asking when I was goin’ to get me a husband and have her some grandbabies. “One day, mama. One day.” That was always my response to her. That was back when...
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“What I can offer every Black woman is empathy. Just because I don’t f*ck with you, just because you can’t come to my party and I’m not trying to go to your party, and I’m not buying your books, and I’m not liking your Instagram pictures— just because that is the case does not mean...
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When BGX editors asked The Lighthouse staff to write a letter to a woman they loved, it inspired Margaree Jackson to reflect on what it’s meant to be a big sister. She wrote a poem, and in celebration of National Poetry month, we decided to share it here to affirm the sweet bonds of sisterhood....
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With a full heart, I often proudly introduce myself as a queer, Black, woman from the heart of the south. But I’ve got to be honest with you, it’s been a journey getting here. Like many others, the path to firmly standing in my queerness was riddled with uncertainty about my identity and the risk...
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I have never been financially independent. Every bit of what you see has been given to me or provided by someone else. More specifically, there is nothing I have a man has not given to me. I ooze privilege. White. Blonde curls (that I straighten). Designer clothes. New car. Bouncy disposition. I am the women...
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