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Rest is Revolutionary
“Do revolutionaries rest?” I laughed at Kathy’s question as we boarded the elevator to find something to wrap up my locs before I got in the water. It was a line from Spike Lee’s film Malcolm X (or something to that effect). I was enjoying some much-needed time away at Kathy’s pool party in Florida.… Continue reading
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Mine
The way my “no” used to get scrapedoff the platelike it didn’t belong there. I used to think saying no was dangerous.That my voicewas optional.That my boundariescould be bentby someone else’s appetite. So I chewed and I swallowedsociety’s thoughts of what I should be.It lingered in the bite I didn’t want to takebut did anyway.… Continue reading
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My Poetry
Black History does not just live in textbooks,but on the tongues of poets. Every stanza is a stepping stonelaid by those who came before me.It echoes of cotton fields, jazz clubs,freedom songs, and community. This is more than poetry.This is preservation.This is protest.This is legacy.This is poetic justice. These words be the revolution my ancestors… Continue reading
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Echoes of Influence
I love Maya Angelou’s poetry, but it is not what drew me to her. What drew me to Angelou first was her story. When I read I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings and discovered she had also written other collections of autobiographies, I was delighted by her strength and how it came out in… Continue reading
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This Morning’s Coffee
This coffee tastes like simplicity and intimacy. Like slowing down in a world where grind culture’s got us in a headlock. This coffee tastes like my eyes on him and not the clock. It tastes like listening with intention, like people watching, and fresh coffee beans roasted just for me. This morning’s coffee tastes like… Continue reading
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You Are Missing Out
“If growing up is painful for the Southern Black girl, being aware of her displacement is the rust on the razor that threatens the throat. It is an unnecessary insult.” – Maya Angelou I am excited to have reached my substack goal of having the first ten subscribers! Actually, I have eleven, so I have… Continue reading
