Bree Newsome is my shero. And my new favorite theorist and theologian of resistance. On Saturday, she scaled a flagpole in Columbia, South Carolina to take down the Confederate Flag, which has felt acutely offensive in the less than 14 days since a vile, misguided, millennial neoconfederate walked into Black sacred space and murdered […]
Month: June 2015
On Faith, Forgiveness and Flags
I grew up in rural North Carolina, lived in Florida for six years, and have spent the last six years residing in sweet home Alabama. My relationship to the south, particularly the deep south (though North Carolina would be considered upper south), as a blackgirl is complicated. Despite my penchant for visits to large cities, […]
Bad Nerves
you have found yourself in each broken body each elation your mother’s scar hers and hers and you. Bettina Judd, “How To Measure Pain II” As a kid I often wondered at the full meaning of the phrase “my nerves are bad.” Sure, I’d heard, “You’re getting on my nerves” or “You on my […]