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.
This will not be the last time you feel like this.
There will be days your body feels more crumpled mistake than masterpiece.
The wooden stairs creak more
My edges grow, leave, and grow again
Nostalgia becomes a person who haunts my daydreams…
A majority of Americans are against the idea of slave reparations. According to a 2016 Marist Poll, 68 percent of Americans are against the idea, while less than half of millennials are against reparations. The report shows differences in attitudes based on race and generation.
With a lack of ethnic diversity, many people of color dismiss themselves as imperfect and not beautiful when this is the farthest thing from truth.
Saying that 2016 will go down as one of the most eventful years in recent American memory would be a massive understatement. With the world of politics, social movements, and even entertainment having created significant divides amongst people this year, it’s hard to deny the impact this year will have on us as a whole. […]
But what exactly is racism? How does it differ from related terms, such as prejudice or discrimination? I asked a few teens and looked up some official definitions.
In this issue of VOX Investigates, we tackle a variety of issues relating to race that affect Atlanta teenagers — from the school-to-prison pipeline to social media and racial beauty standards. We have made it our mission to try to include as many voices and perspectives as possible, but we also realize that is truly impossible for us to represent every viewpoint, issue and racial identity that exists within the city. It is not our intent to exclude anyone, nor do we consider this issue a definitive look at race in Atlanta; instead, we hope our work is just one part of a larger ongoing dialogue that needs to occur within our communities.
Strange Fruit is falling/Its skin, bruised from years of neglect
Its soul weary of the fight/Its soul, beaten down for standing strong in its convictions
Its blood paints the ground for loving its brother…
Got my hands up while you got a bulletproof vest./From the way you were shooting, I’d think I’d had an X on my chest.
America the free, land of the brave./Built up and carried by the legions of slaves.