
In my tribe
by kieranagle
As I sit down on the night of the first snow day of the year, while the streets are being plowed, I think about road blocks, about clearing the way for things. I think about pave-the-wayers, people who looked at the supposed obstructions of race/class/gender/whatever and responded by not allowing themselves to be boxed in to a set of limitations. I wonder at how not so long ago, messages traveled slow, down dirt rows, on pieces of […]
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