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Life is like fabric, each memory like a patch in a blanket making up the majority of our comfort

» Posted By DJ On 04.09.2018 @ 5:02 am


when i see that word i think of drunk girls i hate drinking i dont and wont ever do it in my life. drinking to me henders you from what you want and honestly its nasy

» Posted By dj On 06.12.2017 @ 7:43 am


I feel like soaring over my life, wishing to see the rest of my life
soaring to see my accomplishments and my failures
all of this has to be worth it right?
I hope so

» Posted By dj On 01.09.2015 @ 6:59 pm


beyond the headlines of what the media wants you to see
the monster that is the media sculpts and distort the truth
you see what they want you to see
in this time of anger and injustice
we have bounded together to show each other what they don’t want you to see
beyond the media, is the truth

» Posted By dj On 12.17.2014 @ 8:56 am

beyond the looks and the shared spaces
beyond the foundation of friendship we’ve built
there are where my feeling lay
you make me want to do something I never do

» Posted By dj On 12.17.2014 @ 8:55 am


peppered through this story are my favorite moments of experiencing you…the drinks from happy hour that turned into us falling asleep on your living room floor
the talks on the couch that leave me laughing and distracted
the seriousness in your tone when we touch topics that are sensitive to you
the way you look at me when I see behind the mask you try to keep up at all times, those are my favorite moments
when i let you know I see you that I like what i see and that I’m not going anywhere

» Posted By dj On 12.12.2014 @ 9:16 pm


tribal can mean family
bonded for life
your blood runs through my veins, it always will
so no mater what I’ve got your back

» Posted By dj On 12.06.2014 @ 7:55 pm


This rivalry that we did not create haunts us daily
constantly looking over our shoulders.. is today the day I die
White people constantly jealous of our shine, resilience and ability to rise
upset that we have the audacity to thrive, or at least attempt to in a world that was not created for us, but built by us, our blood sewn in the fabric of Amerikka
They try to keep us down, hate us, kill us, before we even have a chance to live. life expectancy of maybe 20
Raising children, embedding in them the need to work twice as hard to get half of what they’ve got
Constantly warning against the men in blue. telling them don’t walk too fast, don’t look , suspicious, try to be polite, not that that would save them anyway. Sending them into a world that would love nothing more than to destroy them.
The media slanders us daily, coded language and white washed textbooks and lying “educators”
the racism is systemic and pervasive, working overtime to make sure we stay down

» Posted By dj On 12.06.2014 @ 12:18 pm


Walking all these trails of life
the one that I’m on now is a long one, it’s isolated and I walk it alone
no friends or family accompany me on this journey, yet people stilled emend things of me
Im so exhausted all the time, begging for a safe place to rest for awhile
I feel as though I’m trying to fit my multiple versions of myself into boxes for other people’s pleasure
compassion for this person, taking a piece of my self and handing it off
quality time with this person, i slowly peel a piece of myself to give away again
expend effort on a project for another… breaking my bones down and handing them out
piece by piece limb my limb I give to others until there is nothing left of me but a hollow space

» Posted By dj On 11.19.2014 @ 9:37 pm


transform into what you need, what you want
i’ll be your favorite in every category
tell me how you want me to transform for you
what do you need me
tell me what you want
anything for you

» Posted By dj On 11.16.2014 @ 3:36 pm


Sympathy is a funny word
sympathetic to your cause, your worries, your stories
sympathy and empathy and two very different things
Through the white lens sympathy takes the place of empathy
buckets could be filled with your white tears and white guilt
I don’t need your feelings
be active and save your sympathy

» Posted By dj On 11.11.2014 @ 8:53 pm


Denim Means a jean that you can buy at the store and the mall.

» Posted By DJ On 10.23.2014 @ 8:42 am


Graced with breath
Graced with health
Graced with melanin skin kissed by God
So grateful to be in this skin that I’m in
Descended from generations of strong black men and women
Love felt in every step it take
Graced with this legacy of strength

» Posted By Dj On 09.19.2014 @ 12:58 pm


groceries are my favorite shopping trip
i love for
so any reason to spend time looking for food putting random things in my shopping cart
creativity using what comes from the earth, colorful and flavorful

» Posted By dj On 08.14.2014 @ 10:22 pm


people spend their role lives looking
I sought it and continue to seek it
I spent time seeking it in books, activities, people
We live in a world that rewards conformity and seeks to punish and destroy those who don[t fit the prescribed norms sometimes the people we are close to unconsciously reinforce them
Looking for self, for contentment, trying to be comfortable in your own skin
color me dark
Find solace in finding you and embracing you
However long it takes

» Posted By dj On 07.21.2014 @ 9:26 pm


Im so delighted in myself
I love the brown of my skin the edged of my scars
the deep brown of my eyes
the kink in my curl
i am fully delighted in who i am at all times
delighted in the challenges i face even when they seem like the end of the world
The happiness I feel when by myself
the expression of my words to the paper
Content with everything i am and even the things i am not
content on my queerness
Loving to my body for always caring me ad being strong
spending nights writing love letters to parts of my body that are usually criticized
delighted in me

» Posted By dj On 07.16.2014 @ 11:21 pm


Im constantly in a state of distress
when i should just be enjoying living
yet I always feel that i am just existing and not living
Anxiety rises through my body daily
worrying about everything, things that are sometime too far away to be worried about
frazzled about what it means to be me in this very moment
trying to comfortably find parts of myself that I have lost… am still looking for
Frazzled at times, trying to acknowledge everything that I am and am not
breathing in the extensions of myself, my family. trying to make sure they are okay.
dealing with all these feelings daily
trying to just learn to let go and live

» Posted By dj On 07.14.2014 @ 9:46 pm


I try to be as translucent as possible
in my relationships, professional life, friendships
yet certain parts of me are not safe to safe in certain settings.. but
I am a low self monitor so I am the same regardless of the situation
Allowing myself to be seen
Allowing myself to be
Not being made o feel sorry for taking up space
Speaking my truth

» Posted By dj On 07.10.2014 @ 10:09 pm


The fisherman and his lake where always one
The painting lived on the wall in the dinning room.
The painting was the only reminder Nehemiah had of his father
A father who never understood him, never tried to
The fisherman and his lake where always one
The painting lived on the wall in the dinning room.

» Posted By dj On 07.06.2014 @ 12:22 pm


The bellboy dreamt on his slow nights at the hotel
Between helping those stuck up customers and riding in the elevators up and down the floors
he dreamt of who he wanted to be, who he was going to become, he steps he needed to take
He was in school, he’d been in school his whole life
But t get to where he wanted to be he had to work, so he became a bellboy
long shifts, usually slow after a while, god for studying
The job was okay, the entitled white people constantly looked down on him, knowing nothing of him yet thinking they knew everything about him in one glance.
His boss, overworked always yelling and pacing
Between the customers he dreamt of finishing his degree, being able to provide for his family, being content and happy, making the changes he wanted to see in his world
Not the world but his because he had learned long ago that their was his world and their world
He wanted to teach and help students grow, learn, survive… be inspired
Late night shifts, and all day classes
Motivated, unbreakable,constantly moving forward
He was determined to succeed… to align his real self with his ideal self
The bellboy dreamt on his slow nights at the hotel

» Posted By dj On 06.20.2014 @ 10:27 pm


Many people don’t know what it is to struggle in life. How it feels. How it affects you. The depression, anxiety, stress, and the emotional roller coaster it sends you on. Many people will not feel this in their life time, but i do. and i cant anymore.

» Posted By DJ On 01.30.2014 @ 3:23 pm

struggling to pull myself up i weighed the pros and cons of just letting go. if i let go you see, i will fall to my death. but if i keep trying to pull myself up i can live. i was stuck because there was no possible way i could pull myself up alone.

» Posted By dj On 01.30.2014 @ 3:17 pm



» Posted By DJ On 07.17.2013 @ 7:25 pm


It’s great to have over people and animals. You can make them do anything you want. This includes getting help to get the beers out of the fridge or painiting your wall.

» Posted By DJ On 04.15.2013 @ 6:58 pm


I love barrels. You can put some much stuff into barrels. Wine, beer, juices, sludge, you name it, they contain it ;) What else about barrels? Barrels can roll down hills!!! Little people can also fit inside of them as well! :D

Ummmmmmmmmm, barrels, whats not to love?

» Posted By Dj On 01.01.2013 @ 7:49 pm


I’m not sure as to what I had done wrong to deserve you treating me as a non existing member of society. Was it the love that we once had and lost? Or maybe your new girlfriend, either way you cut me out like an addictive saver cuts out a coupon.

» Posted By dj On 07.26.2012 @ 11:14 pm


soups remind me of the soup nazi from seinfeld, probablly the only episodes of seinfeld i liked, soups are also warm and tasty. i would love to just have soup and watch seinfeld, it sounds like a relaxing night. especially if it was a cold winter night, and i had a snuggie.

» Posted By DJ On 06.25.2012 @ 10:27 pm


I was awed by the scene in front of me. I had never seen anything like it and by the looks of it, neither had any of the other people on the street. A reporter approached me to see if I would comment on live t.v. I didn’t know if I was completely comfortable with that. After all, I hadn’t seen everything that had happened, I had only just arrived a few minutes ago.

» Posted By dj On 05.30.2012 @ 8:53 pm


I was was walking slowly up the sidewalk trying to take everything in waiting for Sherri to show up. Where was she, she was taking forever. I told her to be here exactly at 7:30 sharp. I don’t know why I expected her to be there, she never made it anywhere on time.
I looked up at the old hospital. The architecture of the building was totally creepy. Part of it looked like it belonged in Transylvania and while other parts looked as if it was from “Gone With the Wind”. It was really strange. The house had an old, broken down wrought iron fence wrapped completely around it, with parts of it held together with odd bits of wire. The gate had a heavy chain with a lock holding it closed. I don’t know how we were expected to find a way in. I suppose when Sherri got there, we would walk around the building and try to find a way inside.
Something started crawling in my hair and I frantically tried to shake it out and brush it off. Immediately, laughter erupted from behind me.
“Gotcha,” giggled Sherri.
“You scared me to death,” I said.
“God, Erin, you were so deep in thought, if I would have said anything you probably had a heart attack. Then what would I have done?” she asked.
“It would serve you right,” I smiled. “after making me wait out here by myself like this, then scaring me like you did.”
“I had to wait until my mom went to sleep. I can’t just walk out the door anytime I feel like it like you do.”
“I’m sorry, I forgot. You should’ve just told her you were spending the night with me, like I told you to in the first place and we wouldn’t be having this conversation. We’d already be in this God-forsaken place,” I said, as I looked back up at the old hospital.
“Have you found a way in yet?” Sherri asked.
“No. That’s what I was thinking about when some freak came up and scared the beejeesus out of me.”
“Okay, okay, let’s start looking. We’re not getting any closer to getting inside standing here E.”

» Posted By dj On 05.29.2012 @ 5:35 pm


flip this way, go and flip again. I don’t care which way you flip as long as it’s not to them. I’ll flip you over and pour you out. Like my favorite drink but with a little less doubt.

» Posted By DJ On 04.03.2012 @ 10:14 pm

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