the first thing we could do was breathe, together a practitioner of breathlessness is guilty (hallelujah hallelu!) like, they said what we knew (he looked surprised too) that small alignment […]
Tag: poem
this massive rage (poem)
(read on adult ISH podcast) as we move closer to the elections again we have to contend with how much we will play the game showing up and waiting in […]
if you can’t see the small…
look here. here. if you can’t see the small you will keep leaping from built thing to built thing begging the sky to rain only on you you’ll become a […]
a moon kind of night
tonight the moon is bright not full but so full telling me she can see the sun even when I can’t she can see the light of all our lives […]
moon tell me
moon teach me how to wear the scars without masking how to be all the time darkness and light how to follow, to be satisfied with reflection how to be […]
tomorrow is the new moon
what we seed in the dark grows the darkness is so powerful that whiteness tried to turn the world against it but the darkness remains the darkness grows everything you […]
enough moments of love
when she becomes stone in my arms i know that she is asleep when he makes the room dance in his skin i taste his sweet aliveness when she appears […]
i love the sky
i love the sky most of the time i do . when everything is too full and it seems we will not be able to do what it is we […]
I reject your raft
you think you are the ocean and you offer me a raft of blackness or womanness fatness or queerness dis-ability or my migrant nature or something other other other you […]
in the dark i see fireflies
in the dark i see fireflies they are like we are sparks sometimes shining rarely in rhythm rarely together but beautiful in the dark i see longing yawning open, wet […]