Change the World, Thoughts & Reactions

the scars of slavery

I wrote this entry in 2013 when I was living in Ithaca, NY. I am re-sharing it because it's a good representation of how I feel still. I know who this woman is and what she is feeling. I know as if I were alive in her time, standing next to her, watching the slave… Continue reading the scars of slavery

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the scars of slavery

I know who this woman is and what she is feeling.  I know as if I were alive in her time, standing next to her, watching the slave ship arrive to take more of her loved ones away.  I was there in my mind.  In some sort of time-lapsing possibility,  I was there. Maybe I… Continue reading the scars of slavery