My mother is a black immigrant. Today’s feminism doesn’t reflect her experience.

Originally posted in Washington Post’s “In Theory” section.

The first time I can remember hearing the word “feminist” in any capacity was in middle school, back when we had to complete presentations on suffragists during Women’s History Month. However, it wasn’t my book report on Susan B. Anthony (or whomever it was) that served as my introduction to feminism.

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