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Have you heard of Juneteenth? It’s a holiday you might not know about but, in light of recent events in Charleston, the history is more relevant than
I wrote this song to express what I was feeling after finding out about the murder of George
From one of the fiercest critics writing today, Morgan Jerkins’ highly-anticipated collection of linked essays interweaves her incisive commentary on pop culture, feminism, black history, misogyny, and racism with her own experiences to confront the very real challenges of being a black woman today—perfect for fans of Roxane Gay’s Bad Feminist, Rebecca Solnit’s Men Explain Things to Me, and Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie’s We Should All Be Feminists.Morgan Jerkins is only in her twenties, but she has already established herself as an insightful, brutally honest writer who isn’t afraid of tackling tough, controversial subjects. In This Will Be My Undoing, she takes on perhaps one of the most provocative contemporary topics: What does it mean to be—to live as, to exist as—a black woman today? This is a book about black women, but it’s necessary reading for all
The Equal Justice Initiative works to end excessive punishment and mass incarceration in the United States. The EJI challenges racial and economic injustices and fights to protects human
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