Kimberly Bridget

Experience is the oldest teacher.

My teacher has been clothed in clerical robes of the Pentecostal C.O.G.I.C.;

my teacher has worn the uniforms of the American Army;

my teacher has been swathed in the coded language of the academy.

My teacher's were all kind as long as I was compliant.

At each stage of maturation, I found inconsistencies in

the lessons of each instructor, in each school.

Gradually, I ceased compliance and abruptly,

my teachers demonstrated absolute intolerance

of my failure to comply.

Despite all, I have learned how to thrive in worlds where compliance to

some lessons could mean my death.

The lessons of this life have traveled me across many institutional settings.

I have worn many uniforms. I have sworn allegiance with many organizations.

I have recited many a creed and oath with relentless passion.

Now, I am singularly interested in creating the conditions necessary to foster

justice in this current political context where the mere thought of such is

subsumed to profit, population control, and each are dependent upon

exterminating hope.

Today, I have no creed or oath. I commit my time, energy, and love to the labor of

proliferating the conditions necessary to foster and sustain justice everywhere

justice is absent. This is a labor shaped by efforts seeking justice for all -

especially for the politically vulnerable - those most likely to be sequestered

from real and permanent justice.