Breathless

I lost my breath.

Big boneded

It is the work of capitalismAnd white supremacyThat convinces us our bodies are only good if they are leanLightAnd working

Forgiveness requires peace

For so long I was afraid of your hands and The boom in your voice And in my later years

Feet of my father

Late night musings

Smaller than myself

I was a hundred and fifty-six poundsWhen I met youCould cross the span of an oceanIn one, two stepsFilling up the space of myselfWith all the things I knewMy preference for backwoods And ice-cold Minute MaidProne to spilling myself into open armsAnd rebuilding my musclesSo I could cradle my loved ones

30 november 2018

This is a “Poem of the Day” feature piece What is so comfortable about the middleThat so many choose to sit thereWhile the rest of the world dies on the marginsStarving on either side of a fenceAnd fluttering white flagsThat would tear under the weightOf all the blood strewn across the east and westOf the

educate the masses

This is a “Poem of the Day” feature piece To teach toleranceRequires a level of tolerance I simply do not possessAnd compassion for the ignorantWho deem themselves not so violentBecause they only pay the company that makes the gunsAnd guns don’t kill people/People—men with pent up emotions from childhoodWomen who believe themselves exemptCowards hiding from

Full bellies

This is a “Poem of the Day” feature piece Poor of meansAnd a laborious survival instinctLed my hands to crack openAlong the dark brown seams of my palms

Reading the Combahee River Statement pt. 1

This is a “Weekly Spotlight” feature piece The genesis of Contemporary Black Feminism We would like to affirm that we find our origins in the historical reality of Afro-American women’s continuous life-and-death struggle for survival and liberation … There is undeniably a personal genesis for Black Feminism, that is, the political realization that comes from

The color of me is mine

This is a “Poem of the Day” feature piece I wear black in a new way That dips at the hips And widens near the belly Exploding near the chest To make room for a reddened heart It seems almost inseparable from my frame Like leather around strong flesh That when it so chooses Sags