archives, poetry The Freedom of Our Daughters. {poetry} We must teach our daughters to know their voice. We must teach them what it feels like to be intimidated and still stand their ground. Continue Reading
archives, poetry Mango Woman. {poetry} Here I am sweet ripe mango woman half-wise I will attain more wisdom as my flesh puckers to my stone hot wrinkly custard skin brown from the sun Continue Reading
archives, poetry The Body of Love, and Fires of Liberation. {poetry} Breathe easy, knowing all of you is loved. You were born to be fully human in this lifetime, To feel and experience all 'being human' means. Continue Reading
archives, poetry Love with a Price. {poetry} How fucking dare you say to me After I was published “Why don’t you write about more than just love?" When you were the inspiration of the magic? Continue Reading
archives, poetry For the Students, My Teachers, February 14th, 2018 (and Every Day After). {poetry} Never again will we entertain this tyranny that wears a thousand divisive masks but is always a scared and greed-scarred child-man hiding behind a curtain. Continue Reading
archives, poetry The Raven and Me: Keep Sending Your Love Letters to the Unknown. {poetry} You might receive answers to your letters... the two sides of this correspondence, your love for this world and the world loved, would merge on them. Continue Reading
poetry Facing the Shadow of White Supremacy. {poetry} I am not a white supremacist. My best friend is black, so don’t call me a racist. But my existential crisis of 'Who Am I' is white luxury. Continue Reading
archives, poetry Dear Helicopter Guy. {poetry} But you’re lonely up there, helicopter guy, I know you are. How can you love from 30,000 feet? Answer: not very well... It’s not your fault, really. Continue Reading
archives, poetry Do You Not See, Dear One? {poetry} We may come to see the likeness of enforced barriers and dams, imposed distortion and objectification, thievery and destruction. Continue Reading
archives, poetry Dim Shapes. {poetry} Night opened its eyes, licked its lips and swallowed up day... hope fell. And within that blackness sank forevermore the dim shape of woman, of man. Continue Reading