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Sticks and Stones and Words as Weapons

Sticks and stones may break my bones But words will never hurt me. There’s power in little ditties such as these. They have such cultural ...
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Two Black Women Walk Through a Door

Two Black women walked through a door. If that sentence sounds like a setup, it is. But it’s not a setup for a joke, nor is ...
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America, America, How Does Your Wisdom Grow?

About 40 years ago, I had an intense conversation with a man whose name I don’t remember, so I will just call him Paul. Both ...
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Still Playing in the Dark?

Nothing has as much durability as a racialized trope.  Memories of 60’s television include racing downstairs with my cousins to see the “Negro” who had ...
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Mary, Full of Grace, with a Little Splash of Vinegar

There were some Southern traditions that my mother seemed to delight in ignoring. One was wearing roses on Mother’s Day: red if your mother was ...
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