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Sitting on Alexis' porch I am surrounded by the most copies of Audre Lorde's Sister Outsider that I have ever seen in one place. A group of Durham movement folks has come together for the first "Summer of Our Lorde" event to discuss the uses of anger and the experience of racism; to read an essay from a book that saved my life because it had changed someone else's and they had passed it on to me.
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Sarah Vaughn's "When Sunny Gets Blue" playing in the dark of an apartment somewhere in Brooklyn, Manhattan, Raleigh, or Durham: When Sunny gets blue, his eyes get grey and cloudy, then the rain begins to fall. Pitter patter, pitter patter, love is gone so what can matter? No sweet lover man comes to call...Just one gendered pronoun tells me I am not alone and not the first...and pretty dreams rise up, where the other dreams fell through...
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Belia, Alba, and Aleh all laugh because we've all seen But I'm A Cheerleader. We don't all know each other or live in the same place but we are all laughing together, in the same generation.
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I sit on my kitchen floor while Kenya cuts open a cigar, carefully dumps out the tobacco, adds the herb, and rolls a blunt in a state of meditation. She tells me, in a voice that speaks past me like the wind on its way somewhere, what it takes to make a change in our own lives. Soon the children will come back from the playground and we will take the gingerbread out of the oven.
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