Author: anarchistabby

I'm a student of life, an activist, and a person with a zest for curiosity.
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Our Bodies, Our Hopes by Michelle M. Campbell

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Yesterday morning at my local coffee shop, I had the sudden urge to tell the woman sitting by the window that her body was beautiful. You see, her body looked like mine, and not many others do. I suspect many people feel the same way about their own bodies. And, since we can’t see ourselves except transposed, it’d been awhile since I’d seen a body like ours. I instantly recoiled at the thought of a woman I had never met telling me that my body was beautiful at 8:30am while I was trying to work before working through my first … Continue reading Our Bodies, Our Hopes by Michelle M. Campbell

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On the Bodily Pain of Protest by Michelle M. Campbell

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  Martyrdom is easiest when you know the ending. It’s the waiting, the continuing struggle toward a diminishing goal post, that is one of the hardest parts. I am part of a group that has been occupying the administration building of Purdue University in protest again the lack of administrative outcry against fascist posters put up around campus in late November. A group of students, and some faculty and staff, have been occupying the atrium of the administration building, just a flight of stairs away from the President’s office, since January 20th. We argued that if the administration did not … Continue reading On the Bodily Pain of Protest by Michelle M. Campbell

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On Dreaming Escape by Michelle M. Campbell

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When I was a young child, I would lay awake at night and travel. I had read one of those late 80s magazines about everything supernatural and, along with a young adult novel whose title I forgot long ago, I was summarily convinced that I should, at the very least, give astral projection a try. This is not a piece about how astral projection works. What I discovered then, though, was that if I focused enough during the day–many religions and practices call it mindfulness or extended concentration–I could recreate my environs before falling asleep every night. I could recreate … Continue reading On Dreaming Escape by Michelle M. Campbell