10 Ways to Kick a Bad Mood’s Ass.
If this were your last day on earth, would you want to spend it in a bad mood? Sometimes the thought of death can inspire gratefulness for being alive.
Death Mother Archetype and the Mature Feminine.
The death mother is the wife of the patriarchy. She rules through oppression of the Feminine. She pulls us away from anything life-affirming.
Continue to Create, Even Amidst the Chaos.
Now more so than ever we must show great heart and continue to create, because art in all of its forms is necessary to civilization.
What Happens When an Illusion Finally Ends? {poetry}
You just woke up from an illusion that you should not stand in the dark, that darkness would swallow you if you didn’t run from it.
Black Enough to Matter: To All My Mixed Soul Siblings.
To White people, I look Mexican or Black. To Black people, I look Mexican, White or Indian. I’ve been chased by girls chanting the N-word at me.
Carrying the Bones: Price of My Un-Belonging Is Death.
She carried me, bones and flesh, as best she could with no one left to hold her. She did her best to create the we from the tattered, broken I-ndividualism.
Women in My Family: A Legacy of Victory.
I sit down next to your little body and I tell you about your lineage. The line of women you hail from. "You come from a line of warriors," I begin.
Sex Is Good, but Have You Tried Fucking the System?
Life is a continual dance of polarity. The ancient tantrics knew it. And anyone who regularly enjoys mind-blowing sex and happy relationships knows it.
Sanctuary: Stretched in Between Living and Dying.
The sweat between my body and yours is a gentle baptism. Vulnerability laced with the innocence and confusion of unknowing.
I Read Books While Time Burrows Into Me.
Most books I own do not finish with 'the end'. It seems to me, like life itself, a great work simply trails off, like forgotten phrases.