Remember.

By Mackala Lacy “Death is seen as a stage of life. The living dead are still members of the tribe, and personal immortality is assured as long as one’s memory is continuously passed down to each generation by the tribe’s oral historian.” (White & Parham, 1990) To start this piece I tried to make a … Continue reading →

Murder of Blacks (For Korryn)

By Nicholas Brady Coal feathered wings Stretch forth, sharp toed sneakers kick off Catch a current. finally look up Look down, screech explodes forth Out for your murder, no words Scream murder anyway Why they keep screaming Murder, voice sounds bloody Find others, crying, make new form Find more, screech interminably When will it end? I … Continue reading →

Mines

By Nicholas Brady Say Violence In any instance Is wrong, Type that On a computer made Of bones and crushed Minerals and lives lost In mines, made mine Life is diamond Precious enough to Glow, we must protect What is mines Say violence if you Take mines, but won’t Say violence when they Take you … Continue reading →

Death’s Air

By Nicholas Brady If you listen to the ocean on the right day You will hear of the blooms that With the inhaling of breath alone Can erase all life from the only world it ever knew Nobody ever said But words came like inspiration These letters strung together Like strange fruit ornaments, Or dull … Continue reading →

Black Achievement in the Face of Diversity

It is our honor and pleasure to present a speech delivered by Professor Jaye Austin Williams to the Black Baacalaureate Commencement Ceremony at University of California, Irvine earlier this year. After a year of black student organizing around the historic demands made by Junglepussy, the BSU Demands Team, and backlash against these students from the … Continue reading →

Masa, Massa, Matter: When “Healing” is both Imperative and Impossible

By John Murillo III “I start to think And then I sink into the paper Like I was ink” I know the corniness of masa before it’s in my mouth. My mother makes sopes on a regular basis, sometimes to entice my auntie to make the drive from Palos Verdes to visit us and her … Continue reading →

A Few Notes to the Intramural on Afropessimism

By Nicholas Brady I once was told in a conversation, “I just don’t buy that black people are socially dead.” In another situation, a friend of mine was asked a similar question centered about belief. The bottom line seems to come down to whether or not you “buy” that social death is real, whether it … Continue reading →