... and family, and discusses organizations that work within this framework to challenge our nation's over-reliance on incarceration. ERICA R. MEINERS Never Innocent: FeminisTt roublewithSexOffender ReBistrieasndProtectionina PrisonNation ! I Abstract Usingrecenwt orkbyanti-prisonth oristsandcommunity...

.... evident out my kitchen window is an abstract reality. sky where once was steel. smoke where once was flesh. fire in the city air and i feared for my sister's life in a way never before. and then, and now, i fear for the rest of us. first, please god, let it be a mistake, the pilot's heart failed...

... and dna. not one word. today is a week, and seven is of heavens, gods, science. evident out my kitchen window is an abstract reality. sky where once was steel. smoke where once was flesh. fire in the city air and i feared for my sister’s life in a way never before. and then, and now, i...

..., reminded me that silence is never an option and that we have to be responsible for speaking up for those who can no longer speak up for themselves.3 II. Harriet Tubman: My Childhood Myths and Legends I have always wanted to be like Harriet Tubman. She was my American shero, both fearless and brave. I...

..., they still haven't found where my cousin and neighbors died; their bodies were never found at all! Mycousin died with all her children!-Frisline, PotoMitan These women, all activists whose lives are shared in the film Poto Mitan, also shared a trauma. First their own houses crumbled around them...

... forget where you came from. Youhad no words to tell her (you could never tell her) that seventhgraders don't let anyone forget. She sent you to school in imitation Zips. Yourmetal lunch box banged against your hip as you ran to catch the bus. Your hair slapped the air behind you, too tightly braided...

... and confined to small island spaces without bridges. spaces where she was shamelessly loved in green and gold. she smiled a mouth full of shells. (eight above, eight below) and joined the dance. she was back to do her work. 2 iii. and then there were the dirt colored hands that had never held money. field...

..., do you hear me—cracked, leathery, wide feet that make flats look like they’re sagging, they’re so wide, and I think I must have gotten this one numb patch on my right foot from him. It’s near my ankle and he has ankle troubles, limping when it’s cold or damp (and it’s never cold and always damp...

... that she's had it tough in this world the same world that will never love her and see that she's a jewel - will never recognize that black diamond gleam she brings to the world you'll know what she knows the world only wants her for her sweat - step and groan [Meridians:feminismr,ace,transnationalism2013...

...Myriam J. A. Chancy . . . descending to the nether, to Vilokan , to dance the dead, the living gods, our ancestors . . . . never to utter, “I’m swamped” . . . . “I’m buried alive” mindless phrases swimming against the ether . . . . all limbs intact to brace against the never...

..., the living gods, our ancestors never to utter, "I'm swamped" "I'm buried alive" mindlessphrases swimming against the ether all limbs intact to brace against the never to be ever .. . ever again . the never of again moving very slowly 116 MERIDIANS 11:1 this is what the sea sung: to carry the dead, as our...

.... patient. like the cancer that may very well consume you lightly plucking off this very life you never knew you didn't own. So you die slowly not in the early mourning song of manhoodinterrupted not in the muffled explosion of bullets and betrayal nor in the blink of an eye, but in a motion slowed...

..., melanin was a blessing. The batik bikini, baby oil, equatorial sun—how Black could I get? I never burned, only burnished, strains of buttermilk blocking anything deeper. I could not have done this in the States. I would never call it “tanning” having never been tan. But in Mombasa, drunk...

... it indicates the easy mobility of a home on the road, but if the wheels on this house were to turn they would pull against each other. The motion suggested at best is interrupted and circular, never straying far from its point of origin, as though tethered. I could not decide if the piece holds mobility...

... in predominately white private schools and an IvyLeague university, and escape to France. I was struck by the main character's odd combination of boldness and naivete as she discovers the complicated ways race and sex cross transnational borders and realizes one can never completely leave home behind. Prior...

... throwing up or falling off a bicycle. If they can get the first part ofit right, the "Kha" part, it comes out like clearing your throat after eating ice cream. Usually they say Kadeeja, though, which sounds clattering clumsy. It never comes out my mother's soft way; she makes it sound almost pretty. It's...

.... She looks behind me left and right and asks if I have no protection, no companion. I say No Madam. She narrows her eyes and asks if I am of this earth or elsewhere? Her face is hard. I say this earth Madam I know no other. Christian or heathen, she asks. Never heathen, I say. I say although I hear my...

... begged her to stay. Have you ever thought that this baby might be the best thing to happen to this family? Chris asked. No, we hadn’t thought about that. How do you make room to love and be changed by someone you’ve never met? Take some time to think about that . In January of 1990 my...

... different experiences, I never heard about "pelabuena"and "pela ma[a."3 I didn't know there was that concept. soBEIRA LATORRE: Being so different among yourselves and having such diverse experiences, how did you decide on the term Latina as a group identity? TANYA SARACHO: Well, now on our website we have...

..., in varying tones, I am reminded of tonal languages and try to learn hers. What does it mean when the “hello” is in a soft whisper? I have never been quick at learning languages and am concerned that I will not learn hers in time to give her what she demands, requests, whispers. Also, I am terrified that I...