Last year I wrote about taking a survey on street harassment that I found on Holla Back. H, the woman who conducted the survey asked if she could follow up with additional questions about my survey responses, and I agreed. I got the questions last week and spent some time thinking about them, thinking about my [...]
Archive for the ‘what now?’ Category
Back on the street.
Posted in NaBloPoMo, brain freeze, containing myself, full disclosure?, out and about, sexism, violence, wake up call, what now?, women, working my last nerve, tagged brain freeze, containing myself, full disclosure?, gender, NaBloPoMo, out and about, sexism, violence, wake up call, what now?, women, working my last nerve on 18 August 2009 | 6 Comments »
Uncounting my chickens.
Posted in brain freeze, what now?, writing, tagged brain freeze, sad, what now?, writing on 23 June 2009 | 7 Comments »
faint hope sunken in
folded under disappointment
confidence slinks off
doesn’t bad news come in threes
storm clouds still hang over me
Got home to a kindly-worded form email telling me I didn’t get the fellowship. I don’t think I had a strong chance at getting it, but I wanted it more than I can articulate, and this rejection feels [...]
Heridas de Amor: A Friend in Need
Posted in brain freeze, containing myself, family, love and other complications, mothers and daughters, people I love, poetry, teaching, what now?, tagged brain freeze, containing myself, family, love and other complications, mothers and daughters, people I love, poetry, tanka, teaching, what now? on 17 May 2009 | 10 Comments »
Valerie walked into my class after break Wednesday night with her right hand in a cast (yes: AGAIN¹), wearing the same clothes she’d worn on Tuesday, telling me her mother had kicked her out of the house after beating her badly enough to send her to the hospital for the night. “So yeah,” she said. “I’m [...]
Maybe later.
Posted in slice of life, what now?, tagged sad, SOL, what now? on 14 April 2009 | 10 Comments »
I had a completely different slice in mind for today. A cute one. An endearing one. A funny one. But that was before the day stopped being cute, endearing and funny. The bad day I thought was coming yesterday slid over to today instead. And it was much worse than I thought it would be. [...]
Lest we forget.
Posted in NaPoMo, NaPoWriMo, brain freeze, poetry, race and racism, what now?, where we're from, writing, tagged race and racism, poetry, where we're from, NaPoMo, black men, tanka, black woman, what now?, NaPoWriMo on 4 April 2009 | 2 Comments »
Strange how this day can sneak up on me. I’m not thinking of it and not thinking of it — because, why would I be? — and then here it is, April 4th.
Tanka for Martin
forty-one years gone
from that early April day
and here we are now
this distance amazes me
we’ve still so far to travel
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I’m discovering that [...]
