preamble: discovering breasts under my nightgown was one of the most traumatic experiences of my childhood. from that very moment i was trapped in a world with a constant bombardment of sexual attention so aggression i simply could not breathe. they no longer saw me. the me, i had been. the somersaulting-head-standing-singing-and-climbing-trees-daydreaming me was lost. overnight, i had become flesh…
mark 12:31 (expanded wanda addition to ensure enoughness for all)
Love your neighbor as yourself. There is no commandment greater than these. Here’s the thing… I don’t want you loving me the way you love you with your overstuffed calendars and empty carryout tins I don’t want love that’s squeezed in between teeth whitening and that 3rd Starbucks before car pool I don’t want…
a woman with an issue (sermon from a couch)
there was a woman with an issue. 12 years she lived with a hemorrhage. 12 years, she bleed. all her money spent. no one could tell her why. no one could cure her of the issue. for 12 years, she lived. sick. tired. ostracized. alienated. defiled. broke. defeated. who doesn’t understand this woman. this woman…
on the promotion of amiri baraka to ancestor
the truth is i don’t know what the hell i am doing i am wholly unprepared for the life of the erudite i cannot yet be promoted to mentor least of all sage i’m still sitting here figuring shit out i pay my bills and i make sure my child is…
wisdom, a bridge
There is wisdom in me when a child is bereaved, lost the i in me takes a backseat as I take over. She is assured. She is control. There is wisdom in me when the mask of illusion claims spaces unearned and another soul cries to be unshackled. There is wisdom in me…
a blizzard, an er, and a praying 4 year old
when my son was 4 years old he had a very bad asthma episode. for a couple of days i had been working with him to get him breathing with regular breathing treatments to no avail. finally, late one night he was wheezing and just so uncomfortable, i told him, “we have to go to…
october is like a corinne bailey rae song…so sweet it can’t help but be sad
there is a something a sweet bitter longing something that ties my soul to this day this cold october sunset too early day that draws me in and reminds me of a girl who climbed mountains and a woman who did in fact say i love you first there is a something a sweet bitter…
single parent fantasy no. 5
at some point in your life as a divorcee you come to the daunting realization that you are in fact doing too much. nature, God, or the minions of Mary Poppins all intended parenting to be a two person task. one person is suppose to be tending the domicile and the tiny humans while…
if nothing else, you gotta respect the hood (the motherhood that is)
everyday i stand in complete awe of my position as a mother. and by awe i mean i’m generally scarred shitless about the wellspring of responsibility that is mine to navigate. and for those holier than thou types, take a moment and think about it…as a mom you hold the key to your child’s soon-to-be-adult…
Grown Up, Gifted and Working to Make a Difference
I grew up gifted. One day I was a snotty nosed 4th grader with double plaits, a champion Chinese jax competitor and neighborhood double dutch Jedi. The next I was given a test, put on a yellow bus and shipped off to a school for ‘special’ kids. To say it pissed me off would be an…
fearfree living 