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keiyaA for kinfolk tech x the very black project
OP Magazine, early 1980s
There are legends of people born with the gift of making music so true it can pierce the veil between life and death. Conjuring spirits from the past and the future. In ancient Ireland, they were called FilĆ. In Choctaw land, they call them firekeepers. And in West Africa they're called griots. This gift can bring healing to their communities, but it also attracts evil.
SINNERS (2025) dir. Ryan Coogler
"I been hearin' about this one particular young man all day. Supposed to be a bad blues man. Preacher Boy where ya at?"
"I LIED TO YOU" Introduction SINNERS (2025) dir. Ryan Coogler
gay and transgender life in provincetown, massachusetts. chris korda, 1991.
Nina Simone and Nicky by Carol Friedman 1993
My House Nikki Giovanni
i only want to be there to kiss you as you want to be kissed when you need to be kissed where i want to kiss you cause its my house and i plan to live in it
i really need to hug you when i want to hug you as you like to hug me does this sound like a silly poem
i mean its my house and i want to fry pork chops and bake sweet potatoes and call them yams cause i run the kitchen and i can stand the heat
i spent all winter in carpet stores gathering patches so i could make a quilt does this really sound like a silly poem
i mean i want to keep you warm
and my windows might be dirty but its my house and if i can't see out sometimes they can't see in either
english isn't a good language to express emotion through mostly i imagine because people try to speak english instead of trying to speak through it i don't know maybe it is a silly poem
i'm saying it's my house and i'll make fudge and call it love and touch my lips to the chocolate warmth and smile at old men and call it revolution cause what's real is really real and i still like men in tight pants cause everybody has some thing to give and more important need something to take
and this is my house and you make me happy so this is your poem
-Nikki Giovanni
[Thank you "alive on all channels"]
Rest in Power/Nikki Giovanniā¦ā¦ā¦..No.1
Nina Simone by Charles Harris 1965
Swam here this morning
bell hooks photographed by joyce dopkeen in her apt (1997)
Hallig Habel, a farm in northern Germany on the North Sea, an area of low flatlands and mudflats. This photo was taken during an extreme high tide. From Home Work: Handbuilt Shelter
Photo by Hans Joachim Kürtz
First Intifada. Jenin, Palestine. 1988.
āInvest yourself in everything you do. There's fun in being serious.ā
ā John Coltrane
David Lynch