by Carolyn Bick
Linda Koerber isn’t tall. Sitting at the table in the back room of the Cynthia Green Family Center in South Seattle, Koerber can just barely comfortably rest her arms on the table, as she calmly describes her ongoing fight against cancer as a Black woman. She wears red lipstick, because “I’m not dying today. So, that’s why I wear red lipstick every day.”
Continue reading Misdiagnosis, Missed Opportunities, and Mistrust: How Race Influences Cancer Treatment in Black Women
by Kayla Blau
When her body became a warzone,
I sat wobbly-kneed in Dr. Smith’s sterilized walls, pretending to color.
He had all types of schemes and weapons and missiles to launch
inside my mother’s body. Continue reading Sunday Stew: Truce for a Warzone