Writing is an act of resistance
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March, interrupted: When plans go South
By Julie M. Friesen I’m at the center of the world right now, but soon I’ll go far right of center, to Southwest Georgia. My husband has lost a grandmother, and his mother has lost her mother. I need to be there, meaning I can’t be here. After November 8, a groundswell movement has…
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America the Beautiful
By Brenda Davis Harsham Shoulder to shoulder with people determined to be heard, holding up signs in weary arms, speaking in tweets to a man who cannot turn his back and ignore millions around the country and around the world. No one can expect to be heard if he will not listen. I hear all of…
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Why I marched
By Julie Harthill Clayton Two Saturdays ago, I stood, marched, cried, chanted and exercised my first amendment right “peaceably to assemble” with a diverse sea of humanity–500,000 or more–for the Women’s March on Washington. It was one of the most memorable and moving experiences of my life. Why did I march? Because “women’s rights are…
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Why we march
By Rachel Federman We march because we want to send a message to refugees, to Muslims, to members of the LGBTQ and African American communities, to recent immigrants and to all women, but especially young girls. The message is this: We stand with them and we will fight alongside them. Because we believe in…
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#NastyWoman by Nina Mariah
Performed by Ashley Judd at the Women’s March on Washington, here “Nasty Woman” is performed by the poet who authored it, Nina Donovan, who writers under the name Nina Mariah.
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Funhouse
By Dick Eiden A pity such a sparkling world fell into our clumsy hands, soiled with petroleum and blood, slippery as a swindler leaving town at night past rows of homes for sale, scrawny trees tied to stakes on the boulevard. A pity our shoes were untied, our feet not planted, we didn’t look up…
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Bedtime Stories from Donald Trump
By Deanne Stillman “Who has read The Art of the Deal in this room?” Donald Trump last year at a Liberty University rally. “Everybody. I always say, a deep, deep second to The Bible.” Long before Trump requested a show of hands, there was someone who proclaimed her admiration for the book in an online forum. This was…
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Digital Dust
By Pattie Palmer-Baker The agent sifts digital dust, not like stardust sprinkled on profound black, instead gray-brown specks leaking out of ATM machines, trickling from laptops, dribbling out of phones. He shapes the particles into a digital fingerprint, blots out truth messy with color, paints the grooves black and white. When the wind blows through…