Saturday, November 17, was National Survivors of Suicide Day, a day dedicated to raising awareness around the causes of suicide and in memory of those we have lost.
The American government wants to redefine what it means to be American. As though history has taught us nothing. As though we have not been here before.
How am I going to be dehumanized today? This is the question in my mind when I wake up each morning, knowing the internet contains some fresh horror passed down from those tasked with protecting the white elite — I mean...society.
On Monday, September 24, Tarana Burke — the founder of the #MeToo movement — organized #BelieveSurvivors, a nationwide walkout to show support for survivors of sexual assault in the aftermath of recent allegations of sexual assault against Supreme Court nominee Brett Kavanaugh from former sc…
This holiday, people will celebrate but they won’t truly know why. They’ll fly flags, grill food, and wound themselves with fireworks like they always do.
Earlier this month, SPACE held a panel discussion called “Hip Hop Heaven.” Comprised of five local artists and organized by SPACE intern Nyanen Deng, the event raised questions around the ways in which we love, appreciate, consume hip hop and music created by Black and brown folks.
Last week, I watched a play about race in a room full of people who do not know how to value my humanity and I came away with my eyes opened.
For a lot of reasons, this past month has been heavy. In a conversation in an online thread about football, of all things, I had a person tell me that for them to solidly identify someone as a white supremacist, they would need to "see a white hood."