From the Kitchen Table

I write for those women who do not speak, for those who do not have a voice because they were so terrified, because we are taught to respect fear more than ourselves. We’ve been taught that silence would save us, but it won’t.

It is not our differences that divide us. It is our inability to recognize, accept, and celebrate those differences.

The learning process is something you can incite, literally incite, like a riot.

In our work and in our living, we must recognize that difference is a reason for celebration and growth, rather than a reason for destruction.

Your silence will not protect you.

Without community, there is no liberation.

Revolution is not a onetime event.

Pain is important; how we evade it, how we succumb to it, how we deal with it, how we transcend it.
 

— Audre Lorde (1934 – 1992)

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