Raising the Revolution

2020-10-10T05:22:43+00:00June 5, 2020|Poetry, Writing|

Parenting in a time of protest doesn’t mean you’re sitting on the sidelines. The revolution wakes you before the sun comes up. It asks you a million questions a day. The revolution wants kisses for [...]

He Cried Out for His Mama

2020-10-10T05:22:32+00:00June 3, 2020|Poetry, Writing|

He cried out for his mama. I can’t get this out of my head. When I saw it, another public execution of a Black person, I was holding my phone in one hand and my [...]


2020-10-10T05:22:43+00:00May 31, 2020|Poetry, Writing|

To remember- We are not descendants of slaves. We are descendants of royalty, of scientists, of artists, of prophets, of medicine people, of philosophers, of architects. We are descendants of great and noble People, who [...]


2020-10-10T05:22:43+00:00December 12, 2019|Poetry, Writing|

and here i stand in a body that comes from bodies wars have been waged upon fortified by generations of sung prayers preparing to bring forward new life this is my revolution [...]

Little Sister

2020-10-10T05:22:43+00:00October 10, 2019|Poetry, Writing|

Little sister I see you even if you have yet to see yourself Even if you mask yourself in fragments of untruths of you Even when you cloak yourself because somewhere, sometime, Someone has made [...]

Brown Girl Magic

2020-10-10T05:22:43+00:00May 19, 2019|Poetry, Writing|

brown girl doused with magic from lightly sun-kissed to the richest depth of cocoa colour you are whispered prayers and sung resistance your breath is poetry your heartbeat, revolution