"The difference between you [white women] being a whore and me being one [as a black woman] is that you can retire. In this world I’m a whore from cradle to casket."

crankyskirt

all of the awards for summing up my existence in one phrase. black brilliance, ya’ll.

(via bad-dominicana)

(via karnythia)

"Many white women define liberation as access to those thrones traditionally occupied by white men—positions in the kingdoms which support racism."

— Elizabeth F. Hood, quoted in Elizabeth Spelman’s Gender & Race: The Ampersand Problem in Feminist Thought (via audball)

Adrienne Rich - addressing white feminists

False rebellion is to varying degrees in varying places acceptable to the white fathers. True rebellion is something that, with each step we take, cuts us further off from identification with racist patriarchy, which has rewarded us for our loyalty and which will punish us for becoming disloyal.  It does not matter how we change our names or what music we listen to, or whether we celebrate Christmas or Hanukkah or the solstice, or how many books by women we teach. So long as we identify only with white women, we are still connected to that system of objectification and cruelty called racism. And that system is not simply a “patriarchal mindfuck,” an idea, which the feminist can assume she has tossed out along with “mankind” and “God the Father”. It is a material reality of the flesh and nerves, and our relation to it as white feminists is a complex function […] Only as white women begin to understand both our obedience and complicity, and our rebellions, do we begin to have the tools for an ongoing response to racism which is neither circular, rhetorical, or resentful.      

From Adrienne Rich, ‘Disobedience and Women’s Studies’ (1981), in Blood, Bread and Poetry: Selected Prose (1979 - 1985), p. 80.

"i looked through all of those magazines
i found not one picture of me
i found skeletons of humans pushing dollars like they’re brooms
and no room for those flowers to have bloom
i just walk this block the gentrification clock goes tick tock tick tock
well who will they squeeze out this time
you push the poor people out to where we can’t hear them whine
you change the names of the neighborhood
where the painted over shootings make the pavement look good
invite the white upwardly mobile home
then try taking a lease
out on all the poems
do you buy those rhymes because they’re packaged sublime
while great artists starve to death all the time"

Bitch and Animal, from the song “Dog Grab Dog”, off the album Sour Juice and Rhyme