a giant box got delivered to our house and i was wondering what was in it until i came out of the bathroom to find my housemate unwrapping a trampoline in our living room
if my ass can get filmed at work to make sure I’m not texting at the register, then cops can wear cameras to make sure they don’t, you know, murder black people.
but we all know why that shit doesn’t happen.
Yesterday I got a call from my sister Cheeraz Gormon in St. Louis who was standing with poet Elizabeth Vega. They wanted me to know that a few women had created, on lawns, in the streets, healing stations, a place where the youth could come and scream and cry and be held and heard in love. Mighty work. — Dream Hampton
this made me cry.
this had me crying and thinkin so much abt when audre lorde said ” to feel is to be free “
[gently touches the sleeping cat]
[makes a tiny cat noise]
ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh nooooooooooooooooooooooooo ohh noo ohhhhh nooooooo oh no oh nooooo oh my god oh noooo
i have a tattoo on my arm that says “resist” and it’s always the white dudes that ask, “resist what? temptation?” … like the only thing they ever have to resist is themselves.