when you are born female you learn real early on that people are waaaaay too comfortable talking to you under your clothes. it starts with comments about how cute you are or how much they like your dress. but slowly the comments turn to weight and height and whether or not you’ve started your menses….
adhd and me: life with distractions
here’s the thing in my life i am consistently inconsistent. i will start a hobby and nearly half way through completion…i’ll just walk away. i’ll make a decision about going into another advance degree program. i’ll line up all the information. do thorough research on which program best fits what i need and then…i go…
on boxes, bad music, and the drive to be more
what if everything you’ve ever been taught about yourself were true? what if you really aren’t good enough? what if you really are too short? or too tall? or too skinny? or too loud? what if everything that has been told to you were the absolute undeniable irrefutable truth of who you are? who would…
you don’t have to be black to be outraged
you will stop killing us there is nothing new nothing nor novel about the destruction of the black body strange fruit hung from poplar trees decomposing in 103 degrees now left to rot on local streets these bodies you don’t see these children that bleed you will stop killing us we have destroyed our minds…
he is my brother not just another hashtag
I Will Never be Desensitized. Do not show me videos of My brother’s execution as though His death is some staged movie scene where Cut was called and he got up, brushed off and Headed home to reheat Monday’s Barbque His life is sacred to me I have washed him in his infancy Fought…
Invictus, indeed
“Mom!” He’s sitting mere inches from me but still feels the need to shout like I’m 500 yards away in a circus tent. “Yes.” I respond as calm as a cucumber. “This girl at school asked me if my ‘ash’ hurts. Then she said that my breath stinks.” His mouth is full of goldfish crackers…
His Mama Said, “You Don’t Have to Run. But You Do Have to Finish.”
Sprawled across a stranger’s lawn he yelled at me, “This was the worst idea you’ve ever had!” I would have slung him over my shoulders if my feet and back hadn’t been hurting and I didn’t have to go to the bathroom. There was also the fact that I pretty much agreed with everything he’d…
a tritina lullaby for mama
wide eyes take up doorways, begging me not to leave it’s not forever i chime but only goodnight near forgiveness, he is unconvinced but for his mother’s kiss this chair a portal and sleep’s sweet lingering kiss rest upon my eyes now panhandlers taking their leave a sleepless slumber my true reprieve on this goodnight…
favor in five courses
i. appetizer body of a child grown ripe from the lasciviousness of men past their prime judgement echoes of lies told millennia ago when the bristlecone pine was seedling language symbolic yet still a female could be taken against her will for the deceitful pleasure of males, justification lies in the fabrication of detail ii. soup how…
louisiana long green (a high yielding southern heirloom)
red and yellow, pink and green purple and orange and blue at 3 they sing of rainbows mimicking each verse like a small chorus of sparrows seeking approval, fruit treats doled out delicacies before an early afternoon nap vermillion is a casualty, tossed aside orange the pronounced star of this singular masterpiece, brushed across too much…
fearfree living 