Category: social justice

If Donald Trump Grabbed My Pussy: A Poem

If Donald Trump Grabbed My Pussy: A Poem

Donald Trump thinks I would let him grab my pussy because he is a “star” because he has money because he has gotten away with this kind of abuse before. He would be wrong. If you think that my political views make me weak or out of touch with reality, Let me assure you: I...

Eating as political act

Eating as political act

I spend much of my Sundays in the kitchen, preparing food for the coming week. This is not a simple domestic ritual to me, though I enjoy it immensely. No, fermenting my own yogurt, baking my own granola, and cooking all my beans instead of getting them from cans is a radical political act. Here’s...

I am not your dear

I am not your dear

Working in public service means I see people of all kinds: tall, short, black, white, fat, skinny, quiet, loud, obnoxious, wonderful, intelligent, not-so-intelligent, drunk, high, high on life, downtrodden, hopeful, etc. (For the record, drunk and/or high people are not allowed in the library and are asked to please come back later when they are...

To my white friends and family

To my white friends and family

You are all good people. You love your family and your friends. You love your country. You work hard and you deserve all the good things you have, and then some. I understand that when someone—anyone—accuses America as a whole or white people in general of being racist, you feel offended and defensive. You feel like...

Voice

Voice

All around me, people are declaring loud and clear that other human beings with different genders, sexualities, and religious beliefs are not, in fact, human beings. That they are less than. Different (in the worst way). Other. There’s Orlando. And the scores of black men being killed by police for no reason. And Trump. And...