So this guy and I have been chatting for a week and a half. He was bringing up marriage and had the ability to get information out of me while playing his cards close to his chest. It was a real struggle to get him to say anything about himself. His FB page was even…
Author: Rawiyah
Rawiyah Tariq is a Black, gender non-binary, fat, disabled and neurodivergent artist and kink aware professional.
Their roots are in queer, poly-amorous, fat community.
Their tone is reflective of these roots. Their work is informed by how these intersect with their Blackness.
Magic, massage, storytelling and performance art are tools they use to liberate, heal and reclaim space for marginalized communities. they believe in cohesive and somatic healing and holding practices that align body, mind and spirit.
Currently, they are living in the Bay Area while working on their book and their healing and holding practice A Sovereign Embodiment (ASE) . Through ASE where they provide ritual creation, divination, heart holding and graphic design.
A Letter To My Writer
Write a letter to your inner writer, expressing your fears, doubts, and insecurities. Be honest and vulnerable in your words, acknowledging the struggles you face as a writer. Then, shift the tone of the letter to one of encouragement and empowerment. Remind yourself of your passion for storytelling, your unique voice, and the stories that…
What happened in the kitchen
Prompt was: Your brother is not your brother She couldn’t get her hands to stop shakingShe couldn’t stop shakingHe was always an absolute asshole, an abusive fucking curr. But this time he had taken it too far. His hands around her throat snapped her. The broken pieces of herself came together sharply when she reached…
Never Again
the prompt is an elf promises to never love a human When did she get so frail? Was the onset so slow that it went unnoticed or did she hide it that well? To Mari, she had never visibly changed until last night. Vanessa had sworn while going down the stairs. A simple movement had…
Prompt #4: Almanac of the Dead
Prompt: Look around the room and name the first ten items you see. Write about one of them. I wanted to read the book because she had read it. I always thought her to be so wise, so grounded and profound. I wanted to protect her and be guided by her at the same time. …
Writing Prompt: #3 Breaking up with my boyfriend
From Dre “you break up with your boyfriend because the world’s going to end and it’s 100% his fault.” AITAH: For breaking up with my boyfriend Throw away account obviously. This is my first time writing and I don’t want him to know that I put his messy ass on blast so I’m also going…
Writing Prompt: #2 Fated Lovers
The prompt from Dre was “Fated Lovers Through Multiple Timelines” As I stand on the threshold of my own mortality with the feeling of your hand in minepeering over the edge between this life and into the nextI see you as you wereas you will bein all of your totality and if I were not…
Writing Prompt: #1 Butterflies
what gives you butterflies My curse is that I can not “get” butterflies I know why I am like thisAnd so does my therapist I have lived in so much scarcity that my butterflies center around stabilityThey feed off my own gut taking tiny bites out of the rotten ideals that fester thereWhen I have…
Names Are Spells
Names are spells My mother knew this So my brother’s first name was to make sure he was strong and his middle name was to ensure that he would be rich. Names are spells My mother knew this So she named me for her mother She gave me the name of the first person to…
Baptism
I have been baptized more than once. The first time happened before I could even remember. My mother said that I shriekedlike someone had set me on fire. I’ve seen the pictures. I looked hella uncomfortable.Dressed in white, screaming as a Catholic priest held me over a white marble pillared basin.Water frozen in time between…
#MammyisDead 