I like to think of myself as belonging to the tribe of the powerless. I was born powerless. I grew up with my nose smacked right up against power, right to where I could see and smell and taste it but remained powerless. Powerlessness is hot, filled with sweat, passion, sex, suffering you can taste, vulnerability, fear, risk, wanting. I work social justice jobs that leave me living paycheck to paycheck and I write stories about people who have stories that need to be told but face a thousand barriers to telling them. In fact, I didn’t start thinking of race, identity and sexual orientation in conflict until November 2008.
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The Dress Doesn’t Make The Priest - The Rumpus.net
Melissa Chadburn remains amazing.
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