Spine: Internalized Racism, Sitting up Straight, & Claiming Space
“Sit up straight,” Mama perpetually told me when I was a young girl. It’s the one thing my Mama told
“Sit up straight,” Mama perpetually told me when I was a young girl. It’s the one thing my Mama told
I come from a humble people from third grade educations eighth grade drop outs From people who learned how to
A part of my journey is intertwined with my grandmother’s. I lay beside her small fragile frame and listen to