On Healing From Within

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.

On Being Someone Else

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

Dear White People:

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:

A Love Letter To My People On the Heels of “President Trump”

I woke up today, hoping, wishing (but deep down already knowing) I had not seen what I saw. Could I unsee it? No. It was there, it was real. It is life. I broke down. I broke down last night, feelig my heart shatter as Google told me Trump was leading… 264 to 209. I… Continue reading A Love Letter To My People On the Heels of “President Trump”

In All My Glory

“Do you see me?” I ask, cracking my knuckles– nervous habit from years of social isolation. A.K.A Othering (It wasn’t a word before, but it is a word now). “Do you though?” I want to say. But my voice catches. My voice always catches when it’s time for me to speak. Do you see the real me?