Category Archives: Race

for centuries I’ve stood poised over this redcoat devouring his screams with my roars the world watches assuming masculine vengeance they are mistaken I, Tygress, destroy the empires of men my prey multiplies across the generations violence begetting violence I exist in eternal hunger

The sodden winter earth is drying as the trees and shrubs come into leaf. I am deeply grateful for the bursting forth of these beings. Every autumn, I tell myself that I must survive one more academic year before making bigger decisions about my future. Last autumn, I mustered the necessary courage and resolve, butContinue reading “Solace in Spring”

Things that white academics have said to me When I see a hijabi-babe, I watch and wait to see if it slips to see her hair. You don’t want to do that [top] job when you have kids. Are you trying to find a husband? When I see her, I don’t see race. I seeContinue reading “On being myself in academia for nearly two decades: Part I”