I am free. I am, finally, free. I am walking through the canopies of wooded trees and yellow sunnies – the bees making their way to the nectar. Honey. So sweet. Like me. Honey. So free of bitters and negativity. Free of no. Free of you. Free to be… I am free. I open the… Continue reading Free
I’m taking off these chains I’m stripping in your grace I’m laying down this mask Do you see my face? Will you love me still When you’re deep in my mess? Or will you walk away Like the rest I’m already deep in your web Deep in your distress Tear me to shreds Show me… Continue reading Skeletons Are Scary Up Close
I want to do everything from and with love – for myself + for my loved ones. and for their loved ones… until it reaches the darkest corners of the world.
I’ve been pretending. // My skin color has always made me feel like The Other. // Am I evil? I wonder, turning my hands over. I look at my pigment, examine the green veins below the skin. Café con leche, you can say. Coffee with milk. Or yellow? Like the kids say these days. My skin… Continue reading On Being Someone Else
I do not need your apology. I do not need your words. I will not pat you on the back for finally seeing what my people have been saying all along–that even with a Black man as our President– racism, sexism, homophobia, hate for & fear of the other exists. I want your eyes, your… Continue reading Dear White People: