The Criminalization of Black Girls in the Classroom

The Criminalization of Black Girls in the Classroom by Alexia Underwood

My Mellow 5/1/16: Great article. This issue critically affects our community. My daughter, while a HS student, was arrested. Under most circumstances, the incident would have been ignored but the system allowed three girls to be arrested, to spend the night in jail and be suspended from school for two weeks. Without the appropriate supports, for a lot of girls, that incident could have been the beginning of a terrible down spiral.

Limiting education and, subsequently, criminalization of Black people is an important part of the Plan of Oppression (PoP). America has moved from on-the-books separate but equal laws to over-policing and over-incarceration that disenfranchises the Black community. Over-policing and over-incarceration replace intimidation and murder and the PoP continues to demonstrate under it Black Lives Don’t Matter. Just as limiting education and incarceration robs black men of decent jobs and the ability to support families and can lead to criminal careers, it also limits choices for women and creates situations that foster sexual abuse and leads to careers in the sex trade especially since young, black women are highly desirable.

Black is the Color of My Life from Fried Chicken & Philosophy 

Dance With Me

Dance with Me
Stand close
make contact
invade me

Sail the islands of my spine
with your fingerships
land the beach
below my britches

Release the eyes
from their lash cages
eat aphrodisiacs
while the world watches
leave claw marks
scent mark me
with golden you

Slow big toe mambo
writhe, slither, bounce, jump
pump, slide, glide, jiggle, giggle
F**K
make love
don’t stop
use that secret snare
to kill the snake

I don’t care
I don’t love you any less.

Valentine

Pick a petal
drop it with a wish
for fire
or a cooling.

Wrap a chocolate
in a ribbon
and think picasso nude.

Hold your breath
until your lungs burn
and pretend it is desire,
but be my valentine.

Sleep with teddymen
and angular women.
Dance arabesque
on bistro tables.

Never think of me
but be my valentine.

Hold your hands
so that I might come
between them.

Close your eyes.
I will be a hologram
Light as light
upon your lips.
Be my valentine.

Be my valentine
A paper cut heart
the texture of sin.
Be my valentine.

So much depends
upon your reply.

 

-CZV

 

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