Archive for the ‘Identity’ Category

by Ariel Joseph

“Return to Africa” they say. Proud of their heritage and sure of their connectedness to a continent and a peoples, an ocean and generations removed, they remain certain that they have a motherland, a place – perhaps the only place – on this lonely planet where they belong. (more…)

Read Full Post »

by Anita Gill

When I was a little girl, I had a crush on a particular boy in my grade. I told my mom that I liked him because I felt I could tell her anything. She asked me, “Why do you like H—?”


Read Full Post »

by Afro DZ ak

Just Cause I’m Mixed, that don’t mean that I’m mixed up

Inherently confused or I need to be fixed up

Just Cause I’m Mixed, that don’t mean I’m a mule

So don’t call me ‘mulatto,’ thinkin it’s cool

Just Cause I’m Mixed, that don’t mean I’m adopted

Yes, she’s white, and yes, she’s my biological mama

But whether or not I was adopted, you ain’t got the right

To stare or make comments cause my mother is white (more…)

Read Full Post »

Please Check One

Census formby Anita Gill

I looked at the piece of paper. Written on it were blocks and letters along with the heading certifying that it was an official application paper for a university. By having this specific script on the page, the paper had importance; it would be my key to possible acceptance into the university and a new life.


Read Full Post »

« Newer Posts