08: Indigenous Creators - Aug 2021

Titled It ‘Survival’

the day the earth broke open our braids untangled our bodies shut down ‘cut down’ the trees they said we’ll sell all the lumber we were not afforded the luxury of crumbling we rebraided our hair pinned it down tight this time they could no longer undo it ‘cut down’ their power put them into bite-size pieces we can sell their parts the day the earth broke open we put away our comfort foods and…

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08: Indigenous Creators - Aug 2021

Lighter Than Air

I miss drinking wine. A glass half-full, myself presiding over it like the goddess I am. The habitual swirling I find myself so accustomed to practicing. Even though in all honesty, it’s just the cry of a basic bitch tryna be fancy. I miss the smell of a good time at my doorstep as my nose gets close to that glass. Boldly announcing itself, like the air right before rainfall when you have just bought…

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