Jun 11, 2025
In loving memory of Toni Morrison Come, to this here place Black flesh of all shapes, hues, and sizes Come all into this beautiful space in the woods, A Clearing that WE make together And, though I’m looking for all Black flesh, I have my heart set on Black queer...Apr 23, 2025
To be Black And have joy Is something to wonder about Because these days The ways In which hatred And scarcity And bigotry And genocide Crawl into every nook and cranny Of the world Have a numbing effect So. I wrap myself in the joy That holds me And animates me To be...Apr 23, 2025
Our joy can be summoned sometimes. At other times it can remain a distant stranger, far from us. For the in-between times, rituals can call us home. —– I open my phone and scroll until I get to my favorite selfie. A selfie. I take in the screen. Surely I am no...