Hard work and ambition are supposed to be the keys to escaping poverty, yet few poor black girls will ever achieve middle-class success.
I’ve been downright fat, flabbily average, curvy and 19-percent-body-fat fit. But one thing has never changed: men commenting on my body.
The Chulita Vinyl Club is a three-year-old multi-city collective centering women of color—and celebrating their culture as an act of resistance.
For two years, Alba Alvarado Sandoval fought to bring safe sex to her Northern California high school—and she succeeded.
Meeting the needs of girls is critical to achieving a range of development outcomes, and we cannot meet girls’ needs if we neglect their mental health.
A two-year investigation by Laurie Udesky shines a light on the impact of a broken family court system.
The poem “Can Santa Be Black?” by B.J. Wrights originally appeared in the December 1984 issue of Ms. In the true spirit of the season—one of hope, not fear; one of togetherness, not division; one of love, not hate—we wanted to republish it.
18-year-old Muzoon Almellehan is known as the “Malala of Syria.”
“I decided to go for it because it defines who I am. I am Black, am lesbian and am a feminist and this is my press.”
I tried to explain to my daughters what had happened while they slept. How our country had elected a racist, misogynist bully for a president. How there would not be a woman in the White House. How my Feminist Mommy slogans like “girls can do anything!” now sounded like feeble promises in a broken world of hate and fear.