Senior Spotlight: Judy Fisher

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My name is Judy Fisher and I have been a part of the FGS program since my very first class, taking the Intro to FGS FYE with Dr. Heidi R. Lewis. Additionally, I have contributed to the Monthly Rag since that very first class and have been proud to serve as the Editor Apprentice and the Editor. Through my experiences in this program I have also been able to serve as the FGS FYE Mentor and serve on Triota cabinet for 2 years. I have had the opportunity to learn so much, meet so many amazing people, and do amazing things because of my experiences in this department and I am forever grateful to the people who I have been in contact with, particularly my peers and my mentors. I have learned so much through the content in these courses but most importantly from listening and being in community with so many people who are different from me, but dedicated to making sense of how power shapes our lives. I am very sad that I am unable to share these final moments with my friends and mentors and thank them properly for the impact they have played in my life, but I hope to be able to do so in the future, and I hope they know how much they mean to me. I will be spending this summer with my family and preparing to begin my graduate journey in joining the American Studies PhD program at Purdue University where I have been awarded the Purdue Doctoral Fellowship.

Senior Spotlight: Nan Elpers

 

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My name is Nan, and I’ve been a Psychology major and FemGen minor while at CC. In light of Covid-19, I will be heading back to Kentucky for the summer, where my mother and I will enjoy many rosé evenings together. After that, I have accepted a lab manager position at Reed College with our own (formerly) Kevin Holmes. We’ll be investigating the role of language on thought, including how English language structures encourage racial essentialism and how people can self-sooth by labeling their negative emotions. I’m excited to be starting off in psychology with a professor and research program dedicated to some of the content and sensibilities I’ve cultivated here in the FGS department. You have each made me better.

Senior Spotlight: Hailey Corkery

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Hi! My name is Hailey Corkery and I am a senior double majoring in Sociology and Feminist and Gender Studies from Reston, VA. This past summer, I interned at an immigration firm in New York City and  I will be attending NYU for law school this fall to study civil rights law!!!! I’m very excited to have spent my last year at Colorado College working on my senior thesis, leading Ellement (one of CC’s acapella groups), and hanging out with my wonderful friends!

 

 

Senior Spotlight: Malone DeYoung

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Hello! My name is Malone DeYoung and I am a Feminist and Gender Studies major from Minneapolis, Minnesota. In my time at CC, I have been involved in FemCo, in volunteering at the El Paso County Jail, and in Planned Parenthood’s presence on campus. This year, I’ve been excited to live in a house with all of my best friends— two of whom I met in my FemGen FYE— to work on my thesis about the US exportation of torture and neoliberalism to Chile, and to try to figure out what I want to do in my life after CC.

Wash your Hands

Blurb by Sage Reynold (content creator), Poem By Dori Midnight

If I had to tell myself a few months ago that our state, our nation, our world would be united through washing our hands, I really wouldn’t get it. But here we are, dry knuckles and all. Even though I have the time, I haven’t been reading many books or poems or prose. But, I found the time to read this poem and I think it helped me in some subtle, weird way, so here is if you want to read it too.

–Sage Reynolds

Read the entire poem here: https://dorimidnight.com/uncategorized/wash-your-hands/

“We are humans relearning to wash our hands.
Washing our hands is an act of love
Washing our hands is an act of care
Washing our hands is an act that puts the hypervigilant body at ease
Washing our hands helps us return to ourselves by washing away what does not serve.

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Wash your hands and cough into your elbow, they say.
Rest more, stay home, drink water, have some soup, they say.
To which I would add: burn some plants your ancestors burned when there was fear in the air,
Boil some aromatic leaves in a pot on your stove until your windows steam up.
Open your windows
Eat a piece of garlic every day. Tie a clove around your neck.
Breathe.

My friends, it is always true, these things.
It has already been time.
It is always true that we should move with care and intention, asking
Do you want to bump elbows instead? with everyone we meet.
It is always true that people are living with one lung, with immune systems that don’t work so well, or perhaps work too hard, fighting against themselves. It is already true that people are hoarding the things that the most vulnerable need.
It is already time that we might want to fly on airplanes less and not go to work when we are sick.
It is already time that we might want to know who in our neighborhood has cancer, who has a new baby, who is old, with children in another state, who has extra water, who has a root cellar, who is a nurse, who has a garden full of elecampane and nettles.
It is already time that temporarily non-disabled people think about people living with chronic illness and disabled folks, that young people think about old people.
It is already time to stop using synthetic fragrances to not smell like bodies, to pretend like we’re all not dying. It is already time to remember that those scents make so many of us sick.
It is already time to not take it personally when someone doesn’t want to hug you.
It is already time to slow down and feel how scared we are.

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Those of us who have forgotten amuletic traditions,
we turn to hoarding hand sanitizer and masks.
we find someone to blame.
we think that will help.
want to blame something?
Blame capitalism. Blame patriarchy. Blame white supremacy.

It is already time to remember to hang garlic on our doors
to dip our handkerchiefs in thyme tea
to rub salt on our feet
to pray the rosary, kiss the mezuzah, cleanse with an egg.
In the middle of the night,
when you wake up with terror in your belly,
it is time to think about stardust and geological time
redwoods and dance parties and mushrooms remediating toxic soil.
it is time
to care for one another
to pray over water
to wash away fear
every time we wash our hands”

**We do not own or claim to own any part of this poem. This poem and artist is not associated with the Monthly Rag or the FGS program and all credit goes to the rightful owner, Dori Midnight.