when rage fatigues, make way for a river..
thinking about when rage felt too much, when fatigue flattened, finding forever for liberation, becoming a river, in its wholeness
poetry
Posts that include poetry I wrote in some form, at some stage.
to unfurl and out reach/ out: part 2
Using a fern that was once my spring friend, unfurling toward things about myself, things that will be entangled, that will be connected with things I care about.
poem: turbulence invites intention
Another poem, “turbulence invites intention,” describes what I mean in finding words. As I have shared, my anxiety is part of the turbulence.
water, and ways it is used to obstruct flow of life
Reflections on some of the ways water is (mis/ab)used by people w/power to harm people & communities that are Black, Indigenous, and/or part of the global majority in the past, present, and/or future.
writing about monsters when you don't have the words
I want to write about monsters. I still don't have the words. I start to write about this, sharing some of what I've previously written. But also, are there any words for the monsters of childhood?