If I listen, I can hear the chants — and how all the names eventually merge together into one exhausted cry.
ya allah only you are the all seeing and all knowing; revoke the power of the panopticon from those who wish us dead.
Because joy and care are our birthrights.
“I’ve been having a lot of dreams of what it actually looks like for mamahood and motherhood in this time period.”
Almost a century after the Tulsa Race Massacre, a community continues to rebuild with purpose.
If 2020 came to wreck shit, then music was created to save us.
The Cachet and Co-optation of Black Muslim Style
“Many Black people have to navigate seemingly innocuous hobbies or activities with a deep awareness that they may feel threatening to someone.”
Here’s to your care!
Is memeing politicians critique—or PR?