(I am the lover and the loved/ home and wanderer, she who splits/ firewood and she who knocks, a stranger/ in the storm) #adriennerich
But sometimes I forget where I am,
Imagine myself inside that life again.
Recalcitrant mornings. Sun perhaps,
Or more likely colorless light
Filtering its way through shapeless cloud.
And when I begin to believe I haven’t left,
The rest comes back. Our couch. My smoke
Climbing the walls while the hours fall.
Straining against the noise of traffic, music,
Anything alive, to catch your key in the door.
And that scamper of feeling in my chest,
As if the day, the night, wherever it is
I am by then, has been only a whir
Of something other than waiting.
We hear so much about what love feels like.
Right now, today, with the rain outside,
And leaves that want as much as I do to believe
In May, in seasons that come when called,
It’s impossible not to want
To walk into the next room and let you
Run your hands down the sides of my legs,
Knowing perfectly well what they know.
i’m teaching a unit on the trans atlantic slave trade in an 8th grade humanities class, and i’m making a playlist of rap and hip hop songs that mention or allude to slavery in some way. i’m hoping it’ll engage some of my struggling male students of color. please share songs that fit the bill with me!
The world tells me I am its creature
I am raked by eyes brushed by hands
I want to crawl into her for refuge lay my head
in the space between her breast and shoulder
abnegating power for love
as women have done or hiding
from power in her love like a man
I refuse these givens the splitting
between love and action I am choosing
not to suffer uselessly and not to use her
I choose to love this time for once
with all my intelligence
More than 50 monuments and statues of Lenin have been brought down in Ukraine since this began.
#give them to me if you don’t want them you fascist garbage
They Don’t Know About UsThis was my brother’s wedding song lmao
I love this song. It should have got a music video
this song makes me wish i was 14 with a secret boyfriend i was positive i would be with forever
water to me
deep and bold and fathoming
moon’s eye to me
pull and grained and mantling
sunrise to me
rise and warm and streaming
the fishes red gill to me
the flame tree’s spread to me
the crab’s leg/the fried plantain smell
Go to your wide futures, you said
i want to have a writing playlist that i can turn on for my students when they’re journaling in class. give me song recommendations! nothing too loud or fast paced, i want calming music. any language! i’d love a few spanish songs since so many of my students are spanish speakers. the songs would have to be appropriate for middle schoolers. send me ideas, friends!
“أنتِ في جلدي، وأحسكِ مثلما أحس فلسطين: ضياعها كارثة بلا أي بديل”
you are in my skin, and i feel you, like i feel Palestine: losing it is a irreversible disaster.
- ghassan kanafani’s letters to ghada alsamman
- رسائل غسان كنفاني لغادة السمان
We must kill the false woman who is preventing the live one from breathing.
Anonymous asked: Sending so much love your way. You are a radiant soul with powerful words inside of you and you are doing very important things.
you’re so sweet for this, thank you <3