Kym Parker shares a vulnerable story about healing.
Content categorized as Sexual Assault
Cortney R. Signor shares the third part of her journey with homelessness.
D.C. opened a renovated Franklin Park in September. An unhoused resident pushed out of a nearby encampment interrupted the ceremony & was quickly whisked away.
In this heartwrenching personal essay, a native Washingtonian recounts the many struggles she overcame when young to finally want to be alive.
A woman was raped outside of a city shelter, across the street from a police station.
There must be meaningful policies to end gender violence, the persistent feminization of poverty, the growing Black female prison population, restrictions to citizenship, the deportation of Black and Brown people, restrictions to health care, reproductive justice, and the ongoing war on women
The National Museum of the American Indian hosted a candlelight vigil in honor of the Native American women who have been murdered or are currently missing.
Vendor Angie Whitehurst reflects on International Women’s Day.
A new report by the D.C. Interagency Council on Homelessness shows high rates of women experiencing homelessness in D.C. who have been, or continue to be, victims of sexual abuse and domestic violence.
Cassandra Morgan began performing stand-up after escaping an abusive relationship and facing homelessness. Now she is part of a community of survivors that draw strength from each other, share their stories and help others avoid similar situations.
A continuation from his original poem: Suicide Thought. In this one he tells about a little girl and her life.
Nonprofits rely on unpaid volunteers and interns to serve the community. But for volunteers assaulted or harassed on the job, a confusing web of laws and regulations can make seeking justice a Herculean task.
The conclusion to vendor/artist Debora Brantley’s series
May 23, a woman was sexually assaulted while riding the Metro. Author shares their opinion in regards to accountability and bystanders of actions as such.
In September, 1968, I was 18 years old. I became a freshman, one of approximately 100 black students, at Ole Miss (the University of Mississippi)…. Read more »
A Street Sense Filmmakers Co-op production in which director Cynthia Mewborn confronts both her violent past and slow-to-heal present.