No1Writes

N/A Oparah queer bay area writer/artist. in search of solidarity. email: [email protected]

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Close your eyes, love

Pretend you’re flying, love

Let the free fall happen. 

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Customer Complaint

I don’t have to speak Portuguese to know that you and that other flight attendant are fucking. The way he smiled at you- while teaching us how to slip the metal hook up and release ourselves from our seats, said it. The way you tried but failed to ignore it- while pretending to breathe through a bag that hid your smile and wouldn’t inflate, confirmed it. He let you take the snack cart. So you wouldn’t have to ask people what they wanted- only hand them nut-infested, rock-hard bread and wait for their hands or their heads to move in a familiar direction. He did the drinks. Back bends, ear to the windows trying to sift through accents and please the thirsty foreigners. You laugh about it by the bathrooms. Pretending not to wait for him. Deciding not to stare at him as he bore your burdens. He grabbed your face with hands that smelled of vino rioja when he finished. He didn’t think it through so you told yourself to make nothing of it. You took too long in the bathroom and it smelled sweeter when I entered so I know you used the space to smile, pretty yourself again, imagine what could happen when you landed, wish the flight would never end.  

I nearly peed myself as you dreamed of him.

Be considerate. And, Make him treat you well. 

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Super Shorts 4.

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Super Shorts 3.

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Super Shorts 2.

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Super Shorts 1.

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My Story: I've been working on a novel, titled Induced Psychosis, for six years. It's about being black, being queer, being a victim of multiple sexual assaults, being depressed, being christian, being abandoned, being suicidal, being saved by the many forms of love. It's a true story, conveye...

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Click here to support Queer.Black.Survivor Memoir organized by Ngozi Oh

My Story: I've been working on a novel, titled Induced Psychosis, for six years. It's about being black, being queer, being a victim of multiple sexual assaults, being depressed, being christian, being abandoned, being suicidal, being saved by the many forms of love. It's a true story, conveye...

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Click here to support Queer.Black.Survivor Memoir organized by Ngozi Oh

My Story: I've been working on a novel, titled Induced Psychosis, for six years. It's about being black, being queer, being a victim of multiple sexual assaults, being depressed, being christian, being abandoned, being suicidal, being saved by the many forms of love. It's a true story, conveye...

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maybe humility is the true birthplace of change. the degradation of a thing, requisite for its [proper] formation. exposing holes and space to feel and fill with questions that ask themselves, who and what and why are we?  i am not what i thought myself to be. so i must be something different. intellectual progress can/should/would be reduced to iterations of difference. you ruined me right tonight. so fuck you and thank you. 

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sun thoughts #2

i trust that i will survive without surrendering my soul to the power of money and oppression and lust for a life i was sold by those who en-caged me. and if i don't (survive)-- won't it be lovely, to exit the earth with values and morals and love and self intact. 

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sun thoughts #1

challenging the sun to what sort, what kind of darkness it can create in me. on me. it will win. and i will burn. and it. will be absolutely glorious.