June 2011
14 posts
“Until the killing of black men, black mothers’ sons, becomes as important to the...”
– Ella Baker (via black-culture)
Much respect for Baker.
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Uno Cuarto de Oro
I find myself across from
a broken guitar, thrown
into a roosting bushel
of dragon roots.
Beseeched in the fashion
of blood, the notes begin
to fortune the still airs of
boiling blood.
This room contained
more than the dead,
more than lost causes,
more than losing children
lost to the folly of broken men;
it contained virgins adorned
with the comings and goings
of daggers.
It had...
“Many women of color, like their Anglo counterparts, eschew the term ‘feminism’...”
– “Feminism’s Future Young Feminists of Color Take the Mic” Daisy Hernández (via false-catalyst)
“Feminism in the United States has stagnated in part because it has largely neglected a class and race analysis.” word
(via puremindlessvandalism)
Exactly. This is a problem with the United States in...
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I’ve been getting a host of new followers, I’m not particularly sure why, or to be honest, I have no idea why, it must something to do with something.
Well, I greatly appreciate the company and I’ll be sure to look through some promising Tumblrs. I like to write shitty poetry and have an interest in spirituality, radicalism, Latiness, New Orleans, being a descendant of a third...
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THIS IS MY BESTFRIEND
EVERYONE GO ADD HER
BEARBEARBEAR
SEND HER MESSAGES OF LOVE!
SHIT
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Senate passes bill allowing corporate sponsorship... →
“not sure if folks saw this. i’m not sure which is sadder the fact that it passed or the fact that it doesn’t even surprise me anymore.
if i’m reading it correctly, we are now using public money to fund schools that have already effectively left public control and then (since that isn’t enough) we formally turn them over to corporations that, for what is no doubt a...
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On a Bus
It’s all shantytowns in Ciénaga.
Two youths sat outside of a pink house
The Caribbean was in sight
A stone’s throw, a flap from
a yellow butterflies wing to
feel the unfettered Atlantic
winds.
“Un dia, un dia.”
He said to her.
Her eyes were yellow like the...
digitalpidgin-deactivated201112 asked: now that i've answered your question, i'd like to pose the same one to you: what was the defining moment or experience(s) you had that brought your latent radicalism to overt expression? :)
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“No matter what you do, do it with love and with passion.”
– My father, upon my arrival from Colombia.
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