Race is a subject that is often shunned, but the participants of this event were fearless and eager to discuss the topic, along with ways to try to eliminate certain hardships that come with racial identities.
The wooden stairs creak more
My edges grow, leave, and grow again
Nostalgia becomes a person who haunts my daydreams…
VOX traveled to Athena’s Warehouse at Cross Keys High School this fall to lead two workshops with their teen girls and mentors about race. After several activities and opportunities for discussion, the mentors interviewed the teens for VOX’s “Portraits of Race” project as part of VOX Investigates’ Race In Atlanta. Teens shared their stories, experiences, and opinions through these interviews. […]
“Color of Fear” and other movies like it definitely have the potential to cause change. It is a matter of understanding different points of view and accepting the differences between races.
Real teens share their opinions on dating violence, healthy relationship, and the relationship between gender and dating, in regards to the treatment of dating partners. The Center for Black Women’s Wellness is an organization dedicated to aid black women, as well as men in Atlanta, by providing resources and services regarding health. The CBWW also […]
There’s much to say but I’d rather sit in silence with myself
Because even if I was talking, you wouldn’t hear
But this silence screams your name
Teens at the Latin American Association’s Latino Youth Leadership Conference spoke up about identity, leadership and community.
United Way’s Youth United teens met up with VOX in our downtown newsroom to discuss individuality, LGBTQ rights and double standards.
I walked out of the Hyatt Regency where the GA Democrats held their election night party with my head in my hands and tears welling in my eyes. I was defeated. I called an Uber to bring me home, and removed each of the buttons and pins and stickers from my jacket, just in case my driver was for the other candidate.
i want a home without death without fear //
the house i live in struggles with welcoming me //
it doesn’t accept my skin just because it is riddled in naps & honey //