This is a monologue/poem, I like to call it a “monopoem”. It’s mean to be recited by a woman speaking with a Jamaican accent. Imagine that she has bright colorful clothing, and is skipping through the streets (kinda like Beyonce’s Hold Up Video). Love is like a Julie mango. Rich with sweetness but not just any type ah sweetness. It distinct. It different. It taste … Continue reading This Love
My mind is colonized When I look in the mirror I see two women. The FIRST is a beautiful woman. The SECOND is a beautiful BLACK woman. The second woman holds less power. She is inferior. She is stigmatized. She is beautiful but not beautiful enough. She is desirable but not desirable enough. Her brown skin is dirty–a site of pain and insecurity Her hair is … Continue reading My Mind Is Colonized
The stinging sensation of shame Addiction Reverberating through my pain Attachment The next fix could make me quit Helpless Or leave me lifeless Continue reading Thoughts of Shame Got Me On My Knees
Toxic Toxic Toxic Relationships Know your worth Believe your truth Find yourself Save yourself Eventually Someone will love you Continue reading The Toxicity I Bring
A Dream Named Freedom is a fictional “monopoem” (monologue/poem) about dreams, freedom, and Fred Hampton. There’s this dream I once had named Freedom But I did not know that dreams sketched on composition books and etched into diaries would take on their own lives That I could not secure them around my subtle body or mold their path with my cries They live by their … Continue reading A Dream Named Freedom
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