only now, am i starting on my Poetry Africa (2013) stash. only two of these books were found elsewhere…
the other day i tweeted this thought…
… and that image. perfectly illustrating the negative thoughts that can keep me from doing things that i need to do and want to do. psyche myself up over something. psyche myself out of doing something i actually want to do. doubt myself. stand in my own way…
stand in my own way.
run away from my own shadow. do you ever do that? Continue reading
“Make up a story… For our sake and yours forget your name in the street; tell us what the world has been to you in the dark places and in the light. Don’t tell us what to believe, what to fear. Show us belief’s wide skirt and the stitch that unravels fear’s caul.”
―Toni Morrison, The Nobel Lecture In Literature, 1993
thinking about the love showered upon awkward me by two sister friends this week. i get tearful coz the queer* don’t always think anyone can see us when we’re wearing our invisible cloaks or sequestered in our bubble.
but those who do see often make living a little less overcast.
i hope to be a mirror, one day and reflect back what you shined on me.
*queer: as in strange, odd not sexual orientation
to the women
who choose the abandoned.
who, with every hug, erase the abandonment; Continue reading