I hope that everyone has a relaxing and fun-filled holiday. I, for one, plan to try to work through my current sense of lethargy and winter doldrums in order to get back to some kind of creative spark that translates to my writing life, art life, work life, and personal life.
Lumière de vous, sera de retour verve
ORACIÓN
Para mis días pido,
Señor de los naufragios,
no agua para la sed, sino la sed,
no sueños
sino ganas de soñar.
Para las noches,
toda la oscuridad que sea necesaria
para ahogar mi propia oscuridad.
PRAYER
For my days I ask,
Lord of shipwrecks,
not for water for my thirst, but thirst,
not for dreams,
but for the desire to dream.
For the nights,
all the darkness that will be needed
to drown my own darkness.
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Im too rich for this and i will be richer still
i am unbought and unbossed
if u cant support me or cant endorse me get out of my way
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My life seems to be an increasing revelation of the intimate face of universal struggle. You begin with your family and the kids on the block, and next you open your eyes to what you call your people, and that leads you into land reform into Black English into Angola leads you back to your own bed where you lie by yourself, wondering if you deserve to be peaceful, or trusted or desired or left to the freedom of your own unfaltering heart. And the scale shrinks to the size of a skull: your own interior cage.
~ June Jordan
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It Ended…
I’ve unplugged,
put on my favorite shoes
and my kohl eyeliner
Into night,
I go.
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