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July 2019

July 18, 2019

The Wisdom Present in Your Fear

You who've become acquainted with fear as the jagged parts of fragile, factured other press...

June 2019

June 10, 2019

I Love You Because I Love Me

Lover As I sit here alone with my thoughts I realized something About me,...

January 2019

January 18, 2019

Burial Shoes

I lost my beloved Grandma a little over two months ago. Ever since her passing,...

May 2018

May 20, 2018

And On The Day Of Pentecost

With that mighty wind And energy like wildfire The Spirit of God burned down partitions...

March 2018

March 18, 2018

The World Can Wait

Power down Cocoon yourself with what gives you life Find new ways to enter your...

February 2018

February 03, 2018

Most Days, Some Days, and Today

Most days I speak about love and community Highlighting pathways in the in-between spaces Bridging...

July 2017

July 04, 2017

I Woke Up With My Mind Stayed On Freedom, Knowing We Will Overcome Some Day

I woke up this morning, this "Independence Day", with my mind stayed on freedom...

May 2017

May 02, 2017

Hold

I hold the remains of a tomorrow that will never come, the fractured chrysalis of...

January 2017

January 17, 2017

If I Should Die Before I’m Woke

If I should die before I'm woke, Cringe at my missteps for it's in holding...

December 2016

December 04, 2016

Mercy To Give

I sit cross legged, heart unbound Postured for prayer For my world Full of death...

June 2016

June 04, 2016

Answer To The Question No One Ever Asked

I've shared a number of things on my blog but this is, by far, the...

May 2016

May 28, 2016

Changes On The Horizon

When I started this blog 2 1/2 years ago, I wanted to cultivate space where...

August 2015

August 09, 2015

A World Shaded Grey

I need shrill voices and talking heads to stop Seriously just stop speaking and embrace...

August 05, 2015

Aware of Blackness, Constricted by Words

I am in a season where I am aware of blackness Brown skinned flesh unpacking in...

April 2015

April 26, 2015

Sitting in Awe of My Transformation

Eyes heavy, Spirit fed So different Pause I think about my past Passion, Fire, Prophetic...

November 2014

November 25, 2014

Tonight I lifted glass to lips and hands to pray for my people Over empty...

November 23, 2014

Search and Love

You are my undoing Holy fire, burn me up I am ashes Use me for...

November 16, 2014

Holiness and Heartbreak

What does it mean to be holy I've been told it means to be set...

November 06, 2014

Water

I am a glass Neither half empty or half full Maybe neither maybe both Hell,...

October 2014

October 03, 2014

What is the Cost of Freedom

Thirteen, hundreds of thousands, three trillion Years, dead, price tag How much more will we...

August 2014

August 12, 2014

Valley of the Shadow of My Anxiety

So many of us fight back against depression, anxiety or any number of other battles...

July 2014

July 15, 2014

This Is My Jerusalem

My country tis of thee, sweet land of irony It's of thee I sing...

July 02, 2014

When Grace Does Not Abound

The Church is tearing my heart apart Loud voices, court cases War cry of religious...

April 2014

April 05, 2014

Grow

Today I am grateful for the beauty that lies in tension Stretch, pull on opposite...

January 2014

January 16, 2014

Pregnancy

Happy #TBT Y'all! For my first throwback Thursday post (I'm sure there will be others...

December 2013

December 14, 2013

He Is, I Am

I originally wrote this in 2010 but was drawn back to it this morning as...

November 2013

November 04, 2013

Subway Sanctuary

Dim lights Seats taken by unfamiliar faces Eyes closed Praying Thinking Finding rest as the...

October 2013

October 30, 2013

Predawn and the Artist

It's in the predawn that I see you Black ink sky dotted by crescent moon...

October 21, 2013

Broken Mirror on the Pavement

Broken mirror scattered on dirty pavement Pieces haphazardly lay separate but ordered in the place...

October 15, 2013

Speak

I sit in your temple Expectantly waiting for you to speak I am met by...