Another world is possible…
<3 “being oppressed in this world means endlessly having one’s heart break on many fronts simultaneously — yet a healed heart that reopens again and again after it has been broken is larger, stronger, and takes on the lessons of resilience.” ~ blkcowrie http://blkcowrie.wordpress.com <3 <3 “Contributed with fierce, magnanimous Black love from fellow Black healers […]
from genesissy & on the eighth day, God said let there be fierce & that’s the story about the first snap, the hand’s humble attempt at thunder, a small sky troubled by attitude // & on the ninth day, God said Bitch, werk & Adam learned to duck walk, dip, pose, death drop, Eve became […]
Serena-goddess, Serena-sis, please know i am still in a ruby red rage cloud over the racist, misogynistic, BESTIAL treatment you received on July 11, 2015 at the hands of The New York Times. fresh off the court where you left your latest historic notch, i can’t imagine how you must have felt to have to […]
a natural outgrowth of the groundbreaking Black feminism of the Combahee River Collective et.al. in the 1980s, intersectionality is a 30-year old concept developed by Kimberle Crenshaw and shared by many activists and organizers across and within multiple contemporary movements. i tend to think of it as the ability to think, walk, and chew gum […]
*You sho’ is ugly* shug says to celie first, she gathers her close leaps swiftly into her eyes – intimate as a kiss – then, mere centimeters away, cackles up her venom callous words sting, dear speaker, they claw lacerate puncture fragility and You are responsible for the scars *You sho’ is…* post-coital, we lay […]
(***trigger warning: references to sexual violence) * she envies spider webs their transparency, forever moist. their embrace of gaps, corners and the forgotten, held within a network of countless delicate fingers. strong enough to hold those that spun them, immune to their paralyzing poisons. she covets that kind of love. she longs for this love, and […]
i was always absent in your eyes but you were caught in mine lodged between lid & sclera gathering salt. wasn’t it penance enough that holding you choked my blood? did you have to scald my cheeks as you left? http://blkcowrie.wordpress.com/
unlike the phoenix, fertilized by fire or the iguana, ever cloaked in awaiting armor our shorn leavings won’t allow human beings to reemerge * that this is now without exception is too much for me to bear * my aries mother insists that her next passage be by fire thus, heralded by a blaze that will only douse […]
life is stringed lessons leading to unplucked questions: fiddle. open. test. http://blkcowrie.wordpress.com/
so many doors you wedged to find me first sex to first love to shared home (to left on my own) you made me feel newly desirable and powerful. corazón, no longer tentative with every early creak, i danced to your bomba drum while, slowly, over our years your fingers spanned my chest gripped its grooves […]