Our revolution shall not be headed by violence nor the sword—it may have to be...– Jorge Luis Brito (via deadbeatdaughter)
love is a journey, i'm hoping i return from.: To... →
dumbthingswhitepplsay: This only works if you are privileged. If I judged all taxi cabs by how they act and not the likely fact that they will leave my black ass in the street, I would be 45 minutes late going everywhere. If brown people trusted cops/courts/juries by how they acted…
shaneromero asked: Why are you so fuckin fly?
RIP Anna, Chicken
Lord Give us what we asked you for. We beg you for rain when our growth has required too much patience. We beg for our crops to yellow under too pale a sun, we beg you for darker nights and fuller moons. We kneel in our corners with our children and we give them to you. We have been giving our children to you, leading them exit wound and bloody mouth to your threshold, praying at you for an...
Serves You Right
Call it a midnight train amidst it’s stalling, call it oblong, a pause without corners, no safety run, just a night of big courage and the gun that comes with it. Come morning, I’ll find that no one stayed for maintenance, that I was weak, that I asked you to hold me and you couldn’t. you promised your arms to a street vendor that hadn’t come back.
And we also have a white suitemate. She has a friend who looks exactly like...– (via miawildchild)
Bastard of A Full Moon: Yesterday's (9/22)... →
bastardofafullmoon: “The Revolution Will Not Be Televised”- Gil Scott-Heron The preceding quote by the late and great, Gil Scott-Heron, cannot be more precise in reciting the failed publicity of the forthcoming revolution that is, and shall be taking place here on our home-soil: America. Yesterday,…
Letter from Troy Davis
I want to thank all of you for your efforts and dedication to Human Rights and Human Kindness, in the past year I have experienced such emotion, joy, sadness and never ending faith. It is because of all of you that I am alive today, as I look at my sister Martina I am marveled by the love she has for me and of course I worry about her and her health, but as she tells me she is the eldest and she...
“How was it?” I wished that the entire night was you. “It was pleasant.” We stood really close but far enough to feel like we couldn’t understand each other. I left and wondered if you were starting to feel that way, as if you were a warm room with too many hearts stuck in it.
What is Forbidden is Larger
- I can walk into you with spacey silence and a retired foreman’s hands. I promised the wrong floorplan to the wrong person. I’ve only a tea candle and a prayer, now. - When I was a child, my mother traveled so often. I memorized the trail of frankincense from my room to the door. I knew, when the air creased behind her, that I’d no right to cry. I could not be arrogant enough to request...
“You think I don’t know that? Nigga,...
Three of the Saddest Moments in My Childhood:
I Am A Threshold
God traveled here. Sat in all the middle of me. I kept thinking of running away with it’s map. “See? Look at what I’ve got; the mouth of a wanderer.” ~ I looked in the face of a new book and read everything incorrectly, upside down. The problem with a seer is the promise of sight; I see everything that will ruin me before it sees itself. I carry its secret with exalt and sand. When it...
The Political Notebook: SCOTUS, Perry and the... →
thepoliticalnotebook: Late last night the Supreme Court heeded a petition for clemency for Duane Buck and indefinitely halted his execution pending a review. They intervened just before the execution was to take place; Buck had already eaten his last meal. This is a temporary stay of execution, but still as…
When my heart was most feeble, it still thought that it could walk with dinosaurs. At any given moment, it was a purpling prophet with its mouth stored in a closet. In the quake of patient opportunity I was in fear of it most, of its noble anger, of the way it is always most loyal to me. Now, I burn a new candle for all the deflation. Every broken heart gives up when you tell it to find its...
Write whatever it takes to stay alive.– Rachel McKibbens (via bastardofafullmoon)
Dear Black community, what happened?
As a Muslim, I’m sick of people asking me how I feel about 9/11. What do you...– Aman Ali (via j-a-apostrophe-m-i-e)
seedlesschicken asked: I need someone to talk to.
What’s hers, is hers.
Mouth like a cradle, arms the bookends of seasons, everything obia is in his hands, so every moment is Africa, I understand. But still, remember that a woman stolen from is a woman with a new subscription for night, remember that scars are tally marks, an abacus of who she will plan to see swallowed next. Remember that a woman stolen from is an ocean shucked in two, and that if an entire...
The lynching of Laura Nelson and her son, several...
howtobenoladarling: This was a postcard. You know those mementos, you send to family members to remind them of the “good times” you had. Lynchings were EVENTS. Like the County Fair. People brought their children, ate snacks and watched as black bodies swung on branches. As black penis’s were stuffed in jars, black breasts lay severed on the park floor. I dont forget. Nor will I forgive....
I mean, they say you die twice. One time when you stop breathing and a second...– Banksy (via lofosho) ooh. oh shit.
Casual racists: Conservative, liberatarian, independent, and liberal individuals...– Son of A Baldwin via Facebook (via notesonascandal) These are the type of racists I’ve encountered more than any other, especially in since moving to NYC. New Yorkers like to use the diverse racial make-up of the city and the fact that they’re not Southerners or went to a liberal arts college as a...
HAUS OF LE SHADE: U.S. Gov. Secretly Infected... →
eatdreamphotograph: United States government scientists infected 5,500 Guatemalans with syphilis and gonorrhea between 1946 and 1948 to study the effects of penicillin, according to recent findings of a U.S. presidential panel investigation set up by President Obama. The Guatemalans forced…