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Spurned
By Kandice Thompson That night in the backseat of your car, I pushed my head in between the front seats as if that would make you hear me. You screamed at us, me mostly, in the same language you spurned. My throat worked painfully as I swallowed dry, working up the nerve but conscious of…
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Queen Elizabeth she died last night…
by Kandice Thompson Queen Elizabeth II of England died. The world is shaken. I am a rock in the sea, jutting out above the crashing waves…unmoved. As the rock would be wet from the splashing of turbulent waters, I too am not unaffected, just not moved. Not moved to tears, sorrow, or any particularly passionate…
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Brainstorming: Afrofuturism and Language
By Kandice Thompson How Do We Reconstruct Blackness? Afrofuturism’s fluid ideology is a space where the cultural can meet digital as our imaginings of the future are inherently tied to the development of technology. Maybe we imagine a societal collapse heralded by such technology and “progression”. Will we be going back – Sankofa anyone? We…
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