Blk Grrrl Book Fair Presents Elie Wiesel’s “Night” Read-Aloud, Saturday, December 10
Blk Grrrl Book Fair Presents Elie Wiesel’s “Night” Read-Aloud, Saturday, December 10Montclair, NJ December 2, 2016 /BRICKBATPR/ — BGBF Read-Aloud, Saturday, December 10Blk Grrrl Book Fair Presents Elie Wiesel’s “Night” Read-Aloud Saturday, December 106 p.m.. to 8:30 p.m. at First Congregational Church located at 40 S. Fullerton, Montclair, New Jersey, 07042 Blk Grrrl Book Fair…
Blk Grrrl Book Fair on Feminist Magazine on KPFK
Click the link above to hear our interview. We are on at 20 minutes. Listen to Feminist Magazine on KPFK at 3 p.m. every Thursday.
Black British Girlhood
Some of BlkGrrrl’s favorite voices on the African Diaspora are from the United Kingdom. While their size compared to the white population in the UK is smaller than in the United States, their perspective offers a diverse look of the Black experience outside the continent of Africa. In many ways it seems that the Black…
Did USC and Los Angeles Forget about the Violent Misogyny of N.W.A.’s Dre?
By Teka Lark On August 14, the N.W.A. biopic, “Straight Outta of Compton,” will be released in theaters nationwide. It is being distributed by Universal Pictures, one of the largest film distribution companies in the world and which is owned by NBCUniversal which in turn is owned by Comcast/General Electric. I remember the casting call:…
Blk Grrrl’s AJ Savage Covers Clitoral Mass 2015!
By A.J. Savage “WHOSE STREETS?…OUR STREETS!” These words were chanted by 200 something riders on Saturday August 1st 2015. The event is called Clitoral Mass and it is hosted by Boyle Heights Latinx group Ovarian Psychos. This year I had the pleasure to volunteer and ride with them and see Women, Trans, Gender Non Conforming…
I Saw My Rapist for the First Time in Five Years, and No I Don’t Have A Clever Title for This Essay
#BlkGrrrl #Fem2 It has been about six years since we’ve been in each other’s space. And it’s only been a handful of times that I’ve referred to him by title: my rapist.
The weight of that sometimes felt like too much. Far too much, and the un-doing of the emotional work done in the past few years which allowed me to name my experience.
The Bare Minimum is Worthiness
There are many, who long before me, figured out that success is what you determine it to be. That worthiness is innate. I am a fat, middle-aged unemployed, “uneducated” Black woman and yes, I am valuable. You are valuable too, whether we have amazing careers, a fine pedigree, are the right skin color, body size, body ability, mental or physical health, gender, or not. That being said, I still must survive and deserve, more than that to thrive, because I exist.
The Scary Gangsters of South Central Los Angeles
By Teka Lark In South Central Los Angeles there is a gang war going on, but not the one they are writing about. There will be #100days100nights of terror, because every day a person gets foreclosed on in South Central. Everyday a person loses their job and every day someone joins the ranks of our…
The Blk Grrrl Show! with Linda Kite and Nana Gyamfi
The Blk Grrrl Show! with Linda Kite and Nana Gyamfi. A commentary on anti-black racism on the left or rather a challenge that the idea of racism is strictly a symptom.
I talk to civil rights attorney Nana Gyamfi about white supremacy, the 14th Amendment, the 4th Amendment and the importance of the law in getting justice for African-Americans. Then I talked to Linda Kite.director of Healthy Homes Collaborative who used Prop 65 (Safe Drinking Water and Toxic Enforcement of 1986) to clean up substandard housing conditions in Wyvernwood in the Eastside Los Angeles community of Boyle Heights 90s and the current fight to save Wyvenrwood.
Black Breasts are Illegal, a little anecdote about following the law
By Teka Lark It was a good day in South Central Los Angeles and I was on my way to get coffee and then I got stopped by a Black cop in Hawthorne. He was a LA Sheriff and it was 3:00 p.m. on a Monday. “I’m not even drunk, it’s 3:00 p.m. who stops…
Poem: Untitled by Jess Lee
My white lover Does it make you sad That you’ll never see me truly naked The first time I exposed myself to you You gasped And told me to cover myself My blackness was too much To bear