“dust”
be beside yourself,
as your petal becomes a garlic skin skeleton,
stay near yourself so you do not
turn to nothing. Continue reading “Viv”
“dust”
be beside yourself,
as your petal becomes a garlic skin skeleton,
stay near yourself so you do not
turn to nothing. Continue reading “Viv”
We don’t take ‘minutes’ at our monthly meetings, so we cannot account for and share what happens at MITA meetings via that medium; however, we can account for, archive, and share our meeting agendas, which we use to stay organized and focused during meeting. Continue reading “The 2017 MITA Meeting Agenda Archive”
Amazing that this far into our shared history, we still find ourselves quite often and rigidly locked into roles assigned by generations and conditions long-ago removed and irrelevant from our present daily life, in the following piece, Troi Anastasia Michael briefly speaks of their guided by music journey of self-discovery towards “Living Quietly Out Loud,” their own truth in a world reluctant yet ever-so slowly opening to the non-binary notion. Continue reading “Troi Anastasia Michael”
“If the right to speak, if having credibility, if being heard is a kind of wealth, that wealth is now being redistributed. There has long been an elite with audibility and credibility, an underclass of the voiceless. As the wealth is redistributed, the stunned incomprehension of the elites erupts over and over again, a fury and disbelief that this woman or child dared to speak up, that people deigned to believe her, that her voice counts for something, that her truth may end a powerful man’s reign. These voices, heard, upend power relations.”
– Rebecca Solnit, The Mother of All Questions
I said something. It took over twenty years. Continue reading “Liza Mohr”
Out of Her Head
She fell again, fell upward this time—no drop
from a precipice, only her feet
treading more and more lightly on the ground
until they lifted and she knew Continue reading “Frances Donovan”
The Comfort Room
I sat in an old, ratty recliner
In The Comfort Room.
With supervision, of course
Someone to judge my every facial expression
A bout of laughter
Or a single tear Continue reading “Melissa S. Bennett”
What is a historic landmark without a history? And what is a history without the voices of those who were affected directly by an event or institution? Continue reading “Hotel Henry and the Line between Restoration and Trivialization”
A MITA member brought this quote, by Anne Lamott, to our attention. Women’s voices, historically, have been devalued and undermined, and women are still discouraged from speaking their minds, sharing their stories, and formulating unapologetic opinions. Continue reading “Revolutionary Pens”
The balance between taking things seriously and having a sense of humor– sometimes I think my life hangs on it. Continue reading “On Being Called “Mentally Ill” by a Student”