Author: Starlette Thomas, Race Abolitionist

Seeking to lead words and people to their highest and most authentic expression, I am the principal architect of a race/less world.

Don’t Be Afraid To Talk About Race

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Today is Halloween though it may not feel like it. With the number of Coronavirus infections reaching its highest daily toll this week and the rate of infections on the rise in 47 states, it doesn’t just feel scary. It is. No ghouls or goblins but we wear masks because it’s scary outside. We don’t […]

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Working Out Our Soul Salvation: Asking for Show of Hands

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I have been reading and writing about race since I was a freshmen in college. It is the time when most if not all young adults ask the question, “Who am I?” Like Howard Thurman, I asked, “Who am I really?” It would set me on a path to understand why my human being was […]

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Praying during a pandemic: What can i say?

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I’m going down.  Praying hands up, I am sinking into despair though you would never know.  Hands up, I volunteer for this and that and this.  “Sure.”  “Of course.”  “No problem.”  “Absolutely.”  “Got it!” But I don’t.  Emojis cover up a multitude of realities and truths.  I’m not really smiling, laughing, excited or anxious to get started.  I am tired, really tired of words like […]

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You don’t get to go numb

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Can you feel that?  The blood still running warm in your veins?  Can you feel the blood draining from your face when you hear about another case of police brutality?  His name is… was Jonathan Price.  Shots fired while he was trying to break up a fight.  Fired the police officer that was no peace officer that should not have […]

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AFTER THE BREONNA TAYLOR VERDICT: A PARABLE OF AMERICAN JUSTICE (Part Two)

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He told me, “I have something that can kill those weeds and you will have new growth in the spring.”  He said, “I have it in my truck.  That’s what we do.”  He said, “I’ll go get it.” He never came back. I checked back an hour later and my pile of weeds remained untouched. […]

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