Blessings to all who will march in their local Women’s March or the national Women’s March in DC today. I’ve been asked repeatedly if I intended to go for the last few months and my answer has fairly consistently been no. If you caught me in a moment where I was tired, you’d hear me speak about a travel conflict. While that was (in part) true, my reasoning is complex and will make some of you uncomfortable.
I’m not attending a women’s march today because I’m tired of being expected to show up for things that don’t take all my identities or that of the people I love into account. I’m tired of how non-intersectional feminism works to erase my story and force me to identify with a femininity that does not work with or for my black queerness.
Some of you are conscious of this and are marching for your rights, the identities you hold, and for your sisters and femme siblings who too often find their voices silenced or shouted over in space that works to uphold a vision of white, middle class womanhood, femininity, and feminism.
But others of you need to be reminded that possessing an ethic centering women is not monolithic in nature and there are women who don’t feel safe, valued, or acknowledged in your midst.
So as you march today, I encourage you to work to hold:
– The undocumented. Hold your sisters who have fiercely fought for the right to be acknowledged in a new homeland as they were too often forced out of their own due to the global policies or interests that our nation enforced. Hold their inhumane treatment, detentions, familial challenges, and varied other struggles in your heart.
-Your LGBTQIA fam. Hold your queer and trans sisters close today and hold all who desire to see their stories erased accountable. No one gets to determine the expressions of our womanhood and it’s time to stop the violent and dangerous attempts to do so.
– Women of Color. Our oppression is compounded because not only to we deal with patriarchy, every time we speak about how white supremacy works to blot out our stories of subjugation in these spaces we are told we are being divisive and working against the good of the whole. When you bind our tounges, restrict our speech, and try and force us to sanitize our struggle for your comfort, you are engaging in an act of violence against us. Hold the discomfort of this reality and that we don’t all deal with the same degrees or modes of oppression.
There are so many others I could name. Women who are not represented by your pink pussy hats because if they have vaginas (not all women do), they aren’t all pink. Women who you slut shame because their sexual ethic and performance of femininity doesn’t align with your ethos. Women who are shamed because their adherence to a spiritual practice and outward sign of devotion such as covering their hair, makes you call into question their capacity to have done so out of their own sense of agency. Women whose expression of womanhood is masculine in nature. Far too many feel they don’t have a place in the story of female identified unity being expressed across the nation today.
So today, I will sit home resting up because the next 1,400+ days will take a lot out of me and have neither the strength, capacity, nor desire to be in a space that I don’t feel wholly takes into account how my womanhood manifests or how those I love move in the world as women. I pray your safety and send you my love but I know what I need and that’s to be held in the fullness of who I am.