Yuri Kochiyama will most widely be remembered for what she held in her lap. In 1965, she cradled El-Hajj Malik El-Shabazz (Malcolm X) in her lap as he lay dying, gunned down in Harlem’s Audubon Ballroom. I read and admired…
The new militant mother wakes her kids up before dawn for indigenous ceremony, and spends her Saturday nights in strategizing meetings. She organizes on the streets with trafficked women and has confronted La Migra and border police at least once…
I hate the word housewife. I hate the word homemaker. These words are so loaded with patriarchal bullshit that I can barely utter them in any seriousness, much less use them to describe myself or what I do. Yet that’s…
my daughter is a willful, and passionate spirit. she chose me, just as much as i chose her, but that is another story. this weekend, my daughter slicked her face and coated her entire head in vaseline. twice. after giving…
Militant Mama’s Corner: Self-Care and Collective Care -Katrina Socco, SF Bay Area Chapter “I have a choice in this! I AM the baby of this town!” she proclaimed chin raised and eyebrows furrowed. Tala, my daughter is four years…