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Young adult books have been taking over the entertainment industry for years now, especially in the rom-com and dystopian niches. A typical fixture that dominates the cinematic universe? White people. Latin characters? White people. Black characters? White people. Asian characters? White people. Overweight characters? White people in a fat suit. You seem to get the picture,
Aria Williams The Book That Will Read You Khalil Saadiq. A name that holds an infinite amount of meaning, substance, and light in my life. It was this picture that gave me a taste of how remarkable of a person Khalil was before I even got the opportunity to meet him. He was gallantly in the forefront alongside his
As an artist in the genre derived from black adversity, Post Malone legitimately believes that being a white rapper is a struggle. It seems as though Post Malone is distancing himself from the hip-hop genre after using the culture to gain his own prominence, adding to the list of names including Miley Cyrus, Katy Perry and
This slam poem is dedicated to those girls that are still breaking into womanhood. I know the world can get you down – folks may pick you apart for your words or your colour or your body or your choice of career or simply the fact that you are female. This is a reminder to
Many people find poetry boring or uninteresting, most likely stemming from reading older, hard-to-relate to works in school, where you are told what to think about the material. But poetry is a beautiful, lyrical expression of human emotion – and these three authors showcase that in the best light. These books deal with race, gender,
Dear Melanin, I heard that you are having trouble as more and more people continue to ignore your meaning and underestimate your power. They emulate the rich culture you have given us people of color. Whether it regards traditional African tribal garments, cornrows and hot combs, or bindis at Coachella, they label these significant symbols
There were many moments worth remembering over the course of my third-grade year in elementary school, but one of them strikes me like a home run swing. During my English class, my teacher asked me in front of my entire class of thirty, “What Are You Most Afraid Of?” What Am I Most Afraid Of?
