Women’s Marches Persist!
I often find myself reminiscing about (and reflecting on) the women’s marches that took place last year. Being in D.C. alongside my closest friends was truly an unforgettable experience! Never in my life have I […]
Articles by Sharayah Bower
A Snowflake’s Lament
Has every generation that preceded mine felt as attacked and betrayed by their government as I’m feeling now? I’m sure in many ways they have…when they were forced to go to war. When their country […]
Still Angry, Still Feminist
I’d like to share about a recurring issue in my life called being a woman. I’m finding myself–due to recent events involving a beloved professor from my alma mater being chastised by Fox News clown, […]
How Camping Taught Me to Value My Surroundings
I can’t imagine what my life would be like if I never received that invite to my first camping trip. I remember it well… After being dropped off by my mom—with a knapsack of […]
You Are Not Alone When You Stand Up To Hate
A few weekends back, Jaron (the significant other), Bernie (the fur baby-puppy), and I attended a vigil held on behalf of Heather Heyer and all those who have been hurt or killed while standing up […]
Defending Healthcare is Defending Women – This Woman Included
I thought I was invincible until I sat on a doctor’s table when I was 24 years old. I was there because I gained 50 pounds in a matter of months. Despite my strict diet […]
Why Does Being Laid Off Feel Like I’ve Done Something Wrong?
As a kid, I distinctly remember the day my stepfather was laid off from the Exide battery plant in Laureldale, PA. This situation put a great amount of stress on my family. I remember fights […]
Polluting the City with Misogyny
Photo credit Sharayah Bower So much has changed in Philadelphia since living here in 2011. There are more buildings, more shops, more eye-catching murals, more trees, more dog parks, and (thankfully) more bike […]
Adjusting to New Political Surroundings
Moving is an oddly cleansing experience. I donated many things I didn’t need to those that do. I left behind my ties to—and familiarities with—my hometown. And best of all, I made myself uncomfortable again. […]
What Chance do Future Professors have in Trumplandia?
Here I am two months post gradation from my beloved alma mater, Kutztown University, wondering if a PhD in English is worth fighting for now that our country is being run by an avaricious leader. […]