i wrote a story this weekend that brought me joy. actually it brought me creative ecstasy. it came at a time when i have been hurting, for lots of reasons, […]
Month: July 2015
lies for sandra bland
we all know how to make a noose yeah they teach us when we are young when we are laughing then we are in stitches our cheekbones crack open concrete […]
at night i pour out all my grief
(Dedicated to Juan Evans) At night I pour out all my grief flood the pillow to the moon And when I sleep I dream of death I wonder why its […]
What is/isn’t transformative justice?
I’ve been thinking a lot about transformative justice lately. In the past few months I’ve been to a couple of gatherings I was really excited about, and then found myself […]
post nationalist on holiday
I don’t believe in Or celebrate Your borders But I love fireworks (as an act of magic I suspend my memory of violence) I love your black ribs I love […]
when are we / #whoisburningblackchurches
If 7 white churches had burned down in 14 days, after 9 white people were killed by a person of any other race in a house of worship, can you […]