today #blacklivesmatter is three years old. so is BYP100. it is a blessed day for black people. and a tragic one. a year ago today, we learned that Sandra Bland […]
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Year: 2016
gullible activism
hi loves! writing this as a gullible person, just in case there are any other people like me who tend to get excited first (especially about opportunities to build the […]
pulling back the veil
black band
i am going to begin wearing a black armband on my left arm, closest to my heart, to indicate that i am a warrior in mourning. that #blacklivesmatter to me. […]
i can’t talk small (a rant)
i want to tell you how i feel, so i can’t talk small. there is a tragedy all around me because…because i was born? and wherever i go it is […]
dancing with hopelessness
lately i have found myself to be a combatant behind enemy lines wherever i am in the world. the sounds of death are constant – either the current blasting or […]
a poem for brutal holidays
the sky explodes and it sounds like the world was created by lost men who nearly died on the salt sea but, living, planted bullets in the flesh and soil […]
in detroit (love poem)
in detroit people sit in their cars for private flirtations argue on the balcony its so much space but still such a small town such a mystery in detroit all […]
the overwhelming world: snippets
returning from being out of country and mostly away from the news, i find there is too much to take in. and i am moved to: – remind everyone that […]
this will be america
my friend jodie reminded me of this piece i wrote a few years ago about being an american revolutionary, particularly section 6. she has reposted that section in the past, […]