I want my future child(ren) to be conceived from a warm yellow love. No child should wear their parents' scars and call it their birthmark.
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I want my future child(ren) to be conceived from a warm yellow love. No child should wear their parents' scars and call it their birthmark.
I want a man with a woman's heart.
Why should I ever fear darkness?
Was it not my mother and her mother (and her mother’s mother and her mother…) who birthed the night, pushing a millennium of stars through their inner thighs to breathe life into me? Was it not my father and my brothers who carry the moon on their backs and rally the tides that cleanse the wombs of my sisters and I? Is it not I—daughter, sister, lover, woman, beauty, intellect—that commanded the Sun to bow down and make way for my midnight blanket of skin?
So, why should I ever fear darkness when it was darkness that fed me into Light?
You must love yourself the most. That is not a crime.
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09192014: Swimming Lessons
My father and mother emptied their pockets to fly above blue earth, devouring the Atlantic like a newborn suckling on his mother’s breast.
And now it is my duty and the duty of my siblings to hold their weight up from sinking underwater; Mommy. Nna. you did not cross oceans to reach land and drown.
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I had a dream about him: I found him in a hallway and I laid next to him, holding him like a mother holds her dying child.
07092014: Another New Beginning
I made a new sideblog to write down my thoughts and poetry and such. I'm hoping I stick to script this time and don't turn this into something I'll get bored of, again. I hope to transfer my quiet energy and format it as words to reflect onto and to serve as some sort of "entertainment" for others.
So here's to another new beginning.