Amy C, Museum Education Professional, WRITER , ACTIVIST, QUEER.
A portfolio and online journal by Amy C, Museum Education Professional. Sharing original poetry, articles, artwork, and reflections on museum education, social justice, and personal values including feminism, LGBT+ rights, anti-racism, and equality. With over three years in learning and engagement roles, I contribute to Birmingham Museums Trust by fostering meaningful, inclusive experiences that celebrate diverse histories. My expertise lies in audience development, team management, and delivering creative programs that inspire a love of learning, particularly in the domains of feminism and the ancient world. At Birmingham Museums Trust, I led the development of impactful events such as the annual 'International Women and Girls in Science Day,' emphasizing collaboration and community engagement. My mission is to create accessible opportunities for learning while empowering teams and contributing to organizational growth.
Category: journal
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does anyone see? hear? witness? the violation? the violence? the trauma? what they took from you? when they took your body. like it belonged to them. does anyone care? do the courts? the judges? what is justice? justice is something you have never known. they always walk free. there is always an exuse. They didnt…
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I am unfinished, unrefined. there is egg yolk in the cut on my finger. it stings. i really should stop gnawing at THEm. and i am TRYING, i PROMISE i am trying, to make sense of it ALL. trying To stop the constant, nervous DESTRUCTION, of the FRAGILE, aching paper SKIN, AROUnd my FINGERNAILS. (WHICh…
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the sun chases the car, ominous, lurking, spreading warmth, across fingertips, through bones and blood, through soft, pulsing tissue. the flat shakes, with the life teeming outside, it vibrates, buzzes, humanity, exterior, separate from these four walls. the wine brings a colour to their cheeks. framing the cluster of freckles, and the apples of their…
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The Triple Burden: Race, Neurodivergence, and Birth Order Mixed-Race Identity Challenges: Generally, multiracial groups tended to have worse mental health than other racial groups. Discrimination and ethno-racial identity predicted mental health [Welldoing](https://welldoing.org/article/whats-the-relationship-neurodiveristy-trauma) . Mixed-race people make up only two percent of the UK population, making it natural to feel an urge to assimilate just to…
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So， It turns out, Playing dead does not work. It does not fool them. Not the real predators. Not the monsters in the closet, you were afraid of as a child. Playing dead, Is no defence. When you are face to face, Nose to nose, Breathing the same oxygen as, The seductive, Pull, Tug, Of…
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2019. 2020. And again, in 2022. Three times. You count again. You use your fingers to count. One. Two. Three. It happened to you three times. Fool me once, fool me twice… Fooled thrice? Surely you’re the problem, the common denominator. You don’t know what to do with this. If you’ll ever be able to…
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Honestly, is barely eating, sleeping a ton, getting burnout/overwhelmed easily, Not socialising, Not exercising, Coping? The question hangs in the air. The reality is troubling. The answer is obvious. You ignore it, of course. You want to be better. You are still not sure if you even deserve better. Or, what better is. You are…
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That house is burned into your memory. Branded, with a hot poker, onto the soft flesh of your brain. Nothing feels safe. And he wants nothing to do with you. He has no use for you anymore. You have little worth once you’ve taken your body off of their menu. You watch, marriages, breakups, love…
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There has got to be more to life than this. You want more from life. You just don’t know how to get it. Or, If you even deserve it.
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It is quiet in your little corner of the world. And another weekend passes by in a blink. It is always easier to hide. Old feelings resurface, safer to trust no one, nothing. Even if it is, Lonely. You’re afraid you’ll need something stronger soon. The old tricks have ceased to work. Everything’s so loud.…
