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Once Upon a Home – Kimani Gray Organizing in my Bush

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My Brooklyn is a woman’s torso, whose limbs exhaustively reach to the outer boroughs, but whose heart will always beat the rhythms of Church Avenue. My Brooklyn is under attack. It is eating itself alive. It has a virus, and … Continue reading

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Spirit Interview 13 -Jasmine Rae Powers

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For the first time, I used facebook for good.  Jasmine Powers came across my website from an interview on Elixher.com.  After Jasmine and I exchanged a few emails, we decided to chat via facebook, and so, to maintain the essence … Continue reading

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Sight of Demons & A Death of Palms

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In 2009, when at Michigan Women’s Music Festival, during the healing circle, an elder woman came behind me and started to whisper things into my ear, I can still hear her healing, when she said: “Wow, you are so strong” … Continue reading

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Gazing from Women toward Writing

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As a young person, I would study the faces of those who worked behind fogged triple-layered glasses, those whose eyes were pointing to no where in particular, at certain times in multiple directions, and I would wonder what life moment … Continue reading

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Recall Record -Recognition

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Jaz went on a plane yesterday morning, to Puerto Rico.  She keeps sending me amazing pictures of the trees and land and sun and beautiful clay-pot-coloured houses. She took the images with her iPhone, which I must say, captures a … Continue reading

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Ever walk down the street and notice that something small scurried across your walk way. Like a shadow, or a rodent, or maybe there was just something in your eye.  It happens to me, usually at night, when the streets … Continue reading

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