How do creatives find joy in artistic performance as a form of black feminist autoethnography? Podcast & video.
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- Bodily Autonomy Special Issue, 2022-23
- Celebrating Dr. Patricia Leavy's Social Fiction 2024
- Climate Change Special Issue, 2022
- Laughter Special Issue, 2023
- Queer Special Issue, 2023-24
- Volume 1, Issue 1 (2021)
- Volume 1, Issue 2 (2021)
- Volume 2, Issue 1 (2022)
- Volume 2, Issue 2 (2022)
- Volume 2, Issue 3 (2022)
- Volume 2, Issue 4 (2022)
- Volume 3, Issue 1 (2023)
- Volume 3, Issue 2 (2023)
- Volume 3, Issue 3 (2023)
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- Volume 4, Issue 1 (2024)
- Volume 4, Issue 2 (2024)
- Volume 4, Issue 3 (2024)
"Not Forgotten: Another Glimpse into the Funeral Industry" is a new work of flash nonfiction from our columnist Hollace Sheppard.
"As fragrance, and perfume in particular, has played a major role in the shaping of my writer’s voice, and participation in cultures of fragrance has had a major impact upon my identity, it is impossible to situate myself outside of these cultures. It is because of this privilege of “insider identity” within the global fragrance community and my natural inclination towards narrative research that I turned to autoethnography."
In a single paragraph that represents one long thought, “I’d say I was a runner” explores the act of running as a form of self-therapy.
Through all of the things that separate us, there is one universal experience that transcends all barriers: love.
“My ability to be creatively vulnerable with my mental illness as well as the experiences which contributed to it will serve as a method of self-healing.”
It grew out of my personal experience researching Black history museums; but in reality, it began a lot earlier, maybe before I was born.
I couldn't go to India for the past two years due to COVID-19 uncertainties and be with the rest of my family to help them navigate through this earth-shattering loss when they needed me the most, a sad reality of many international students.”
"Censorship via banned books is an attempt to censor the future but the youth of today will not allow their voices to be silenced."
"Ongoing horrific events painstakingly filled my mind when I submerged into Dante’s Commedia Divina. Our tragedy with nature revealed itself to me in its deepest form."
This is a song for the Passover prophet as a critique on his inability during the Covid-19 pandemic to appear and provide solace and safety.
“A Seat at the Table” is the autoethnographic manifestation of my vulnerability, anger, and anguish, of my black feminist grit."