Potty Training: One Family’s Saga

Potty training: One Family’s Saga Here is The Armchair Family’s potty training story. Through laughter and tears we were able to see our Rooty (two and a half years old) fully potty trained in about two months. It was probably less than that, but the two month mark is where I feel comfortable saying that…

Why we can’t normalize Trump’s campaign rhetoric

Why we can’t normalize Trump’s campaign rhetoric This post started as a comment in a thread about marginalized groups’ fears and concerns after the election. This post centers on race specifically and therefore only minimally, if at all, addresses the other troublesome things that Mr. Trump has said. Several people commented that they wish they…

Back to Africa

Back to Africa I told you that I didn’t ask to be here And you told me to go back to Africa Blind in ignorance Smug in privilege Your words betrayed your heart Bound by ignorance Gagged by privilege I had to bite my tongue I wanted to rage about my stolen history I wanted…

In Dixie: A free verse poem

In Dixie   Trayvon (Look away) Michael (Look away) Tamir (Look away)  Sandra (#SayHerName)    I found my voice living halfway between the capitals of my oppression, with the land of the free and the land of cotton on either side In Dixie Land I took my stand refusing to stay silent in the name…