Most Days, Some Days, and Today
Justice & Activism / Musings / My Thoughts / Poetry

Most Days, Some Days, and Today

Most days I speak about love and community Highlighting pathways in the in-between spaces Bridging concepts and people and showing the interconnectedness of all things Most days I listen Holding words entering the world for the first time as their originators birth them into being Breaking new ground in themselves For themselves For us Most … Continue reading

I Woke Up With My Mind Stayed On Freedom, Knowing We Will Overcome Some Day
Justice & Activism / Musings / My Thoughts / Poetry

I Woke Up With My Mind Stayed On Freedom, Knowing We Will Overcome Some Day

  I woke up this morning, this “Independence Day”, with my mind stayed on freedom Not “Make America Great Again” or the US neo-imperial project but actual freedom The type that lets our young ones look forward to sunny days and clear blue skies because they don’t have to fear drone warfare or our bombs … Continue reading

Aware of Blackness, Constricted by Words
Musings / Poetry

Aware of Blackness, Constricted by Words

I am in a season where I am aware of blackness Brown skinned flesh unpacking in glaring white institution Bound By thoughts By words By thinking of words to the degree that I am constricted Tongue tied, hands restricted by overwhelming streams of consciousness I’d *almost* rather be sleeping because dreams block out death block carnage block bullshit, … Continue reading