Hey Shereece, I love how you focused on the impact of the characters names, in Elvis’s life. It’s evident that blessing was truly Elvis’s blessing because she shaped him up mentally, spiritually and physically so that, he can have the hope needed for his trip to America. We can all agree that Elvis went through a long journey of trials and…[Read more]
“The God in You Cries as He Watches Your Demise”
“Words of Wisdom”
My dreams mean more to me then reality
But are they the same in actuality ?
So whats real ?whats fake?
I feel alive in my dreams
But dead in the streets
So when i really die
My dream in America is what will never be. My dream will forever remain a dream. In America, I dream of equal opportunities, rights, and treatment of all races/ethnicities. I also dream of honesty and authenticity […]
To me , America was supposed to be the land that people fled to from persecution. However, this is the land where people ARE persecuted . While their meaning of justice is a million dollar settlement for taking a […]
There are more blurred lines, now, than we’ve ever really seen before, and so it leaves one who is to depict what’s going on with a sense of sorrow.
Sorrow because I dream of America not being […]
My Dream is To Live My Life,
Where there would be no sacrifice,
But my Reality got my Dream Stuck like I stepped on bad luck.
My Dream is to have no care in the world,
But the way my reality is setup […]
The American Dream
Because every time I speak
It’s name, it tells me “I’m not welcome”.
It tells me I cannot use
That swell inside my throat.
I recall the condescension my […]
Oh the great red white and blue
would u please make room for my people
your illusion has us in such miserable pursuits
pursuit to happiness and the dream at hand
your hand, as u wave it in our faces making […]
To be able to coexist in a society that does not worry about the identity that someone else wishes to live as, that is the kind of dream that I have for America. Today, in 2017, things have gotten better in the […]
My personal dream
Is a world I live in where the color of my skin
Is not something I have to defend
Where equality is not based on not changing the so called system
But embracing longevity where we all can […]
Hey, I really love your perspective of this piece. Like you, I noticed the beautiful sunset first and then, I realize there was something in the water. As I looked closer, I saw a black woman’s leg with a shackle on it. As I looked on the next page, my heart sank deeper into the artwork. The fact that there’s fish devouring what looks like black…[Read more]
Windex to Identify the Soul
Do you acknowledge who you are? What you’ve become? Who you seem to be? It seems like some of our tainted thoughts has helped us depict who is worthy of life. “Baldwin says skin […]
I like your point of view on Rankine’s writing and also the questions you ask. To answer your first question, I would have to say seeing myself through America’s dialogue would be a multi-colored, multi-layered perspective. Every country has flaws, because after all besides geography, it is imperfect people that really define a country. Like a many of us, especially in New York City, I am also an immigrant and a citizen of America. I recognize all its flaws and am hurt by them daily, although I never stopped loving it, respecting it, or hoping for the best. I see myself as a citizen who can absolutely make a daily difference by living by example. Kindness given is also kindness received, observed, and eventually practiced. I am not blind to the boxes people put me in: Brown, probably Latina or Middle-Eastern, working class, etc. but I am actually Indian-American and a student. I am constantly aware of the discriminating looks and profiling that come my way, especially in places one typically does not “expect” people of color for example: Upscale restaurants, hotels, malls, or even neighborhoods. I can really relate to Zora Neal Hurston’s thinking when she describes how she feels most colored only when she is surrounded by non-colored people and their view of her. As aware as I am everyday of my being different from the majority, I choose to focus on being inclusive. Politicians will use every trick in the book to gain as much power as possible, and one of the oldest tricks is, “Divide and Conquer/Rule” in the name of race, religion, caste, creed, gender, sexual orientation etc. Why should I let them manipulate my personal beliefs and feelings like a mindless puppet? So to me, the best way to oppose and stand up are to refuse this negative force from taking over, and focus on expressing mutual respect, compassion, empathy, and even love.
Hey T’yana, I LOVE your post. I think I read it over five times, and each time I get a better understanding of what you’re saying. You asked “Who do you see when you look into the mirror? Yourself or, America’s version of you?” and sometimes I ask myself this question. Being African American we face adversity as soon as we walk out of our front door. We suffer from racial injustice and the negativity of such injustice, does build up and we often repress our own dreams because we start to believe that society is right. Growing up around a negative environment makes you prone to think negative, act negative, and become a negative person. You start to think that, it is set in stone for you to fail because society says so. You begin to think you can’t break certain barriers because it is impossible. This negativity becomes an infestation that leads to thinking that we live in a world of impossibilities. You look in the mirror and don’t see a person that will define all odds that’s against them. You see America’s version of yourself.
I really like and can appreciate your creativity, I think your lyrical approach has a really strong and understated quality. It’s like a quiet storm and maybe because I am reading it in your “voice” which also resembles that same quiet strength. How do I see myself through America’s dialogue? Well, I know how I am supposed to see myself, but I don’t necessarily see myself that way. Black and female. I am first seen by my color and then my gender, and all of the negative stereotypes that go along with it. I don’t agree with any of it, and fortunately, even with all the setbacks, I live in a time representative of progress. I have lived through two terms of our first African American president, and I just witnessed a woman be elected as the primary democratic candidate for president. I can easily dwell on all the wrong, and let the darkness overshadow so much light steering the American people in the right direction, but I choose not to. It’s one thing to know our history and past indiscretions and present hardships, it’s another to let it hinder you. I know how I am seen, but I think we would have to also ask, who is looking? People are complex, issues are multi-layered and I would be shortsighted to make blanketed and generalized statements.
As Rankine states, “I do not always feel colored” ,and “I feel most colored when I am thrown against a sharp white background” (52:53), I agree and disagree. I’ve been around other cultures where my “blackness” stood out as, they continuously stared and quietly mumbled amongst one another. However, I’ve also felt my “blackness” of my black…[Read more]
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