Tag Archives: Assata Shakur

To My Momma To my momma, who has swallowed the amerikan dream and choked on it. * To my momma, whose dreams have fought each other– and died. * Who sees, but cannot bear to see. A volcano eating its … Continue reading

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My Call to Arms in 2015

Comrades, Recently I’ve been through what seemed like an almost unbearable amount of anxiety, stress, and struggle trying to fight to recognize my own voice, strength, and follow through in the face of many forms of violence and pain thrusted … Continue reading

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