Black ass poems. Black ass stories. Black ass art. Black ass life. Black ass love. Black ass hate. Black ass parenting. Black ass depression. Black ass mania. And other stuff too.
Wednesday, December 31, 2014
Monday, December 22, 2014
Can't stop won't stop
A man killed two NY cops and now they are asking that we suspend our protests. Um, no. No not at all. We can mourn the death of the officers and black lives taken by officers. We can.
Sunday, December 21, 2014
Free write
This morning I went to my good friend's graduation from Antioch University. I'm super proud of her. After graduation I went to church with my mom then the Christmas dinner at the church after. It was great being with my mother and seeing old, friendly faces. The food was good too.
It's 6:05 pm now and I'm home. I spent most of yesterday being quiet. I needed it. I got some news about my stupid insurance yesterday I wasn't happy about. Blah blah blah.
I've been quiet on my blog for much of this year. Last year's post were filled with all these political post and who got shot and killed and kidnapped and white folks and black folks and eventually emotionally it affected me. I'm gearing up for another year of A Poem a Day. I expect 2015 will be an interesting (whatever that means ) year again. I have to work out a program to protect myself emotionally.
Things are changing. They just are. I don't know what that means all the way either. But it's in the air.
I'm looking forward to my show in Utah on the 26th. I'm ready for snow. For cold. For chocolate and wine and a big crowd of folks listening to me read and perform poetry and banter about the world.
This free write was helpful. I think. I need to release words. You know how I am.
It's 6:05 pm now and I'm home. I spent most of yesterday being quiet. I needed it. I got some news about my stupid insurance yesterday I wasn't happy about. Blah blah blah.
I've been quiet on my blog for much of this year. Last year's post were filled with all these political post and who got shot and killed and kidnapped and white folks and black folks and eventually emotionally it affected me. I'm gearing up for another year of A Poem a Day. I expect 2015 will be an interesting (whatever that means ) year again. I have to work out a program to protect myself emotionally.
Things are changing. They just are. I don't know what that means all the way either. But it's in the air.
I'm looking forward to my show in Utah on the 26th. I'm ready for snow. For cold. For chocolate and wine and a big crowd of folks listening to me read and perform poetry and banter about the world.
This free write was helpful. I think. I need to release words. You know how I am.
Saturday, December 20, 2014
Friday, December 19, 2014
Thursday, December 18, 2014
Wednesday, December 17, 2014
Za'Yn
Loving this day with my goddaughter. Watching her watch her tablet mostly. But snapping shots of her in between.
Sunday, December 14, 2014
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