Fuel for the Fire: March 19th

I am slowly working my way through The Black Unicorn by Audre Lorde. Her poems are powerful and present and as vital today as they must have been when this book was first published, in 1978. There are so many I could quote, but with the return of the light, and the scent of spring coming up... Continue Reading →

Fuel for the Fire: February 26th

This week's fuel comes from Ta-Nehisi Coates's We Were Eight Years In Power, one of the best books I read last year. His particular ideas about hope, justice, and activism speak to me more deeply than those of any other writer I've ever encountered. "I don't ever want to lose sight of how short my time... Continue Reading →

Fuel for the Fire: February 19th

This week's fuel comes from Zadie's Smith's newest collection of Essays, Feel Free: "As the departing president well understood, in this world there is only incremental progress. Only the willfully blind can ignore that the history of human existence is simultaneously the history of pain, of brutality, murder, mass extinction, every form of venality and... Continue Reading →

Fuel for the Fire: Monday, February 5th

This week's fuel comes from The Girl Who Circumnavigated Fairyland in a Ship of Her Own Making by Catheynne M. Valente. It's utterly delightful and whimsical, but it's also full of much wisdom and insight, the kind of truth that it's sometimes easier to find in fantasy tales and children's stories than in any realistic... Continue Reading →

Fuel for the Fire: Monday, January 29th

I'm slowly working my way through Revolutionary Mothering: Love on the Front Lines, a collection of essays and poetry by radical mothers--mostly women of color and queer women. It's a book in the tradition of This Bridge Called My Back--some of the essays are academic and some are personal. There's so much to think about... Continue Reading →

Fuel for the Fire: Monday, January 22nd

Welcome to my newest weekly feature, Fuel for the Fire, where, every Monday, I'll post a passage from a book I've read recently that has moved, challenged, inspired, or humbled me. I'm currently reading Kai Cheng Thom's debut poetry collection, A Place Called No Homeland, and I could quote every one of her poems here,... Continue Reading →

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