Tag Archives: Black feminism

Inauguration Party

Regime. Light a candle turn out all the lights focus on your existential fright. It’s very real, the fear you’re feeling enveloped by the reality of our regime changing it’s not like before you thought you were safe like you could … Continue reading

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One Step [Closer].

This is for the Warriors. The restlessness stemming from feelings of hopelessness and fear, doesn’t even begin to encapsulate the desperate longing to make clear, the sins of the flesh and the power of the mind, the iniquities forged against your body … Continue reading

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And So I Waited.

Plummet. Everyday I sit and think to myself, “I’ll wait ’til things die down,” But every day things unremittingly accrue, and I begin to drown In my deep and tragic melancholy within the ocean of Black Death, On a raft … Continue reading

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Prayer of My Flesh Now I lay me down to sleep, ravaged flesh of my people is drowning me. If I shall die before I wake, I pray we ne’er capitulate. -Amen Written by me 4.27.15. Stay strong in the struggle. … Continue reading

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Growing Into the Death

Redemption Song I. Depression. Stumbling clumsily falling out of the flow nothing seems to feel right darkness is shrouding your glow. * Time just is a fleeting endlessness perpetually feeling relentless uselessness every day it becomes harder to put on clothes, … Continue reading

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Inspiration on World Poetry Day

Poetry has saved my life. Poetry gives me life. Instead of posting a poem of my own, I am going to share one that I have before. Audre saves me from myself everyday. I find inspiration from this every time I … Continue reading

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The Beginning of the End of the Red-Tape that Binds.

As I sit here with steady streams of distraction in the foreground, my mind can’t help but to fixate on my helplessness. How am I supposed to graduate on time when I can’t even focus on completing courses (much less … Continue reading

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