Eternal Summer of the Black Feminist Mind

grandma, we are poets

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Take home message: ableism denies and perpetuates trauma. In this poem Lucille Clifton breaks down traditional definitions of autism and reminds us that every way we experience the world is poetic, and necessary for the end of oppression…i.e. the transformation we deserve.

For more info about the Lucille Clifton Shape Shifter Survival School of End Cycles of Child Sexual Abuse see:
blackfeministmind.wordpress.com/survival-school

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  1. I live across the street from an autism research center and I decided just this morning to go in and inquire about volunteering. Wow, weird how I manifested this experience since this was the first video I decided to view. Thank you for sharing her words!

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