I WANT A WORLD.

I WANT A WORLD.

if you’ve been around me for over an hour in the past six months, i’ve probably mentioned Jamila Woods. probably more than once. she is a Chicago artist that my friend Jade introduced me to over the summer and i am absolutely in love with her...

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The Bennington Triangle and Glastenbury Mountain: Venture into the Unknown

The Bennington Triangle and Glastenbury Mountain: Venture into the Unknown

One of the first things you learn when you come to Bennington is that there is something deeply wrong with this part of the world. Orientation forces you into a room with a dozen other sweaty, impressionable freshmen where you are subjected to five or ten made-up ghost stories about the baby that lives at the end of the world and has the ability to run at inhumanly fast speeds, or the various suicides in seemingly almost every house on campus. Most of these are obviously untrue, many in an offensively transparent way. The one exception to this rule is the story of Paula Welden...

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On methods of grieving, processing, being

On methods of grieving, processing, being

Among family members, my nickname is either “Angela Davis” or “Debate Team”. Both of these names refer to my ability to turn any dinner table into a platform for voicing my rage at the world’s response to my Black existence. Once I get started, I am unmitigated and unrelenting. I have always felt like a radical activist, as I inhabit most spaces in this way...

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