By This craft that is saving me came straight from my mom’s hands. I am a second-generation sewist and for years I couldn’t see how that could merge with my desire to live in a fast-paced city. And yes, somehow, I always felt I was good enough for DC and politics and
The Black Urbanist
A Black Queer Disabled Feminist Urbanist Resource created and curated by Kristen E. Jeffers to Defy Gentrification and Craft Liberation
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