Tag Archives: Loving Rage

Terrifying Realities.

Broken Violently Killed By a murderer who was raised in a hate-filled culture. Not knowing that was your last dance, last kiss, last drink, last night out, Being filled with tangible and present terror. News media creates the narrative of a terrorist, all … Continue reading

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When Non-Violence Seems Inadequate

Yesterday was Martin Luther King Jr.’s birthday! We as a nation have set aside a day every year to reflect and celebrate his life and loving rage, which usually ends up being a three day weekend full of everything but! … Continue reading

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Holidazed: Part 1

When every day you mourn more death and violence against your compatriots, it is tough to put on that coating of numbness to get you through this holiday season of happiness and joy. Well, this post is not one that … Continue reading

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Navigating Through Still Waters

As citizens of the U.S., we are made to feel that our non-action in the face of violent death abroad is somehow protecting us. We are made to believe that valuation of life outside of whiteness abroad is not valuable. … Continue reading

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Celebrate in Love & Rage

We have just seen SCOTUS help our country pull our heads a little further out of our asses. But please know while we are celebrating there is still SO MUCH to continue to fight for. There’s still going to be … Continue reading

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Terrorism, Loving Rage, and Juneteenth

How are we to find the love amidst all of the rage and all of the terror? What do we do and  how do we begin to think of anything but violence malice and fear in the face of the … Continue reading

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And So I Waited.

Plummet. Everyday I sit and think to myself, “I’ll wait ’til things die down,” But every day things unremittingly accrue, and I begin to drown In my deep and tragic melancholy within the ocean of Black Death, On a raft … Continue reading

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