Most things will be okay eventually, but not everything will be. Sometimes you’ll put up a good fight and lose. Sometimes you’ll hold on really hard and realize there is no choice but to let go. Acceptance is a small, quiet room.
Here’s a video of my poem Instructions on How to be The OtherWoman. The video is beautifully done, and I’m super honored to have been able to work with Sei Henri on this. This video is part of The Memory Loss Project.
We filmed it almost 2 years ago, but it was well worth the wait.
Can we talk about how Beyoncé is one of the few female entertainers who will proudly and publicly declare herself a feminist but white feminists desperately keep trying to strip her of that identity and force it onto white women who still think feminism = man-hater.
I’ve been thinking too much. If the president isn’t willing to even say the words “black love” or “white supremacy” or “patriarchy,” he can be a black boy’s keeper, but he can’t be an honest lover of black boys. They’re trying to fix black boys on the cheap, without reckoning with white supremacy. You fix a “what.” You don’t fix a “whom.” What really needs fixing? It’s dishonest and violent to focus on black boys when black girls are catching hell from everything under the sun, and catching hell from black boys and black men. Don’t get me started. I get the restraints Obama is under. I get that his job is to lie to a nation of liars. But don’t bring black boys up on stage and lie to them in front of the world. In front of Bill O’Reilly? I hate when folks use us as props. And then they had the little brothers dressed in the same outfits. It was so shameful. I’m wondering, do you think the nation or our state has ever, or will ever, loudly and lovingly focus on the lives of black girls and black women?
Hey Mama by Kiese Laymon - Guernica / A Magazine of Art & Politics (via shiftingself)
Nobody will protect you from your suffering. You can’t cry it away or eat it away or starve it away or walk it away or punch it away or even therapy it away. It’s just there, and you have to survive it. You have to endure it. You have to live through it and love it and move on and be better for it and run as far as you can in the direction of your best and happiest dreams across the bridge that was built by your own desire to heal.
Are you performing anywhere this Sunday(aug 17) or Monday(aug18)? I am in twin from Atlanta and would love to chat/hear your poems. Thank you. Madden
Welp, looks like I got to this one a little late.
No, I’m not performing anywhere tonight. But if you’re ever in town again, (almost) every Tuesday night you can find me at the Eclectic Truth reading in Baton Rouge, and the first Sunday of every month you can find me at the Slam New Orleans reading at the Shadowbox!