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Unlocking Those Baptist Hips

in Articles on 09/10/18

I’d never seen people dance in real life. Dancing was a forbidden activity that I had been told would lead to pregnancy. I stood in a corner, nervously clutching a bag of Corn Bugles.

Confronting my own racism

in Articles on 09/02/18

The instant I saw them, I recoiled. In anger I thought, “Why are they here? Have they come to gloat over our dead?”

Protected: Intoxication of Intimacy

in Articles on 08/28/18

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The Great American Tributary

in Articles, Clearly Claremohr Newspaper Column on 08/26/18

I spent my entire life with a narrow mindset in a very sheltered world. There was a time when I eschewed anything that smacked of political correctness. Fifteen years ago, I wrote that I preferred to be in the kitchen, barefoot, pregnant, and submissive, while my kids dined on hot cross buns and played Cowboys and Indians. That’s my cringey… View Post

Dialogue with a Grown-Up Man

in Articles on 08/22/18

She: We need to talk. He: Uh-oh! What did I do? She: Nothing really. It’s just that we’ve been seeing each other for a while, and if we’re going to continue, there are a couple of little things we should discuss. He: Communication is good! What’s on your mind? She: You know how whenever I text, you always reply in… View Post

Turning the Tables on Slut Shaming

in Articles on 08/19/18

When I heard my young son laughingly use the word “slut,” it was all I could do to keep from slamming on the brakes, and pulling him into the front seat for a lecture. Instead, I maintained my composure and calmly asked, “Where did you hear that word?” “On YouTube.” “In what context?” “A woman was dressed kinda like that… View Post

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