Lady (character sketch)

The woman perched on her balcony breathing nicotine and talking to the trees was called Lady by people of the town. To spirit-folk, governments, and castaways alike she was simply Lady, for her name and ancestors were unknown, and theirs was a town sorely of names and ancestors. Maidens and sir-names were passed around like…

Transformation of Silence

Over the last several months I’ve been forced to grow in ways that I haven’t been able to begin naming until today. It started with the loss of close friendships and ended in a pile of social intricacies that I mishandled in some way or another. Fissures grew in my relationships with family members, my…

Serena Williams Demands a Well-Deserved Apology

About a year and a half ago, I wrote a piece for my college’s only feminist publication ranting about the ways in which people police, invalidate, and deny the humanity of Black women when they reduce our feelings of frustration to mere unprecedented “anger.” At the time I was responding to an ex-coworker’s assertion that…

I Don’t Wanna Be Sexy

Some days I want to be a rose bush, To plant my roots so deep beneath the soil I can feel the heat wafting off the center of the earth Sexy sounds like a scratched cd stuck on the same shitty song and I’m oh so tired of hearing it I wanna light the world…

10-2-15

There’s love Then there’s whatever we had Toxic by nature cus you took my breath when you kissed me Made my heart ache in ways I’d never felt before And I can’t really remember how we got to where we got or Where along the line we fucked up what we got But there’s warmth…

Live

live for laughterfor the lovefor the sins we cannot repentfor the people we cannot repaydance as if it hurts to stand stilllet your feet feel the Earthbe blind in your judgmentand all seeing of the possibilitiesfloat free upon whatever makes you smileslip into lustwith the liner on your eyespluck your brows and paint your lipswear…