Coming Out

Trigger Warning ⚠️: SI The first time I talked about this was through a lense that trauma created. The kind that can tell a horrible story but twists it in order to protect the mind and spirit. If I were to distill it and take away all the frills it would look like this: I…

My mom is well loved. Just like my father was. The opinion of them is formed through their public interactions.  He was a well known photographer who dominated the New Orleans public school system when it came to gigs.  He was relentlessly charismatic.  She is a teacher with over 40 years of back breaking service…

Lover

His lips curve upward and pull back over his white teeth. Two small dimples appear on his cheeks and I melt open my arms and lift them up, pulling him into me he smells the way sunshine feels. the palms of his hands are rough as he outlines me dipping in and out of the…

Still not ready

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…

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…

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…

New Meds, Who Dis?

New Meds, Who Dis!?!?!? My current mix is:AbilifyLamictalGabapentinLexapro tapering down by half I can’t wait to be off of the Lexapro completely because I am getting the side effects of insomnia.It’s not safe to just stop right out. The psychiatrist had me cut down by half which was considerable and I am feeling the effects…

I wasn’t a love child

I know because I asked. I had to be 7 or 8 My mom’s  fingers splay out over the blue and white checkered tablecloth that she kept meticulously clean while we lived on Alexander Street.  She seriously contemplates for a moment before looking at me and saying “I really don’t know why I kept having…

Pleasure, Pride & Prejudice

Being out here in all this heat is making me crave watermelon. And like most things felt thru this craving comes with its own memories. One summer I was sent to stay with some distant relatives in Opelousas Louisiana. I wasn’t ready. Like city folk need some education on the conTREE before we go and…

The disrespect of it all

Between the Veils is this weekend. This event was built on the ashes of something I helped burn down. With the energy of the roots that I called to be pulled up. I wasn’t invited to participate in the creation of this new event, open,  keynote or teach. I was offered a ticket to attend…

Secrets

22 years ago I gave the closing address to Xavier University Preparatory High School’s class of 1999 I was 17 years old I remember my rolling stone of a father showing up and when the parents were asked to stand for recognition my brother’s Godfather glared him down in a silent gay rage The thought…

For children of toxic mothers: A Self Exorcism for Mother’s Day

A touch late on posting this here. The weeks leading up to Mother’s Day and the weeks after are still a fog. There is a lot happening in the world and even with all my grief over it and the ambient grief of others, there was still room for me to mourn my mother and…

Debridement

When she spoke into the silence the sound of her voice shocked me so much that she had to repeat herself, loudly. “What’s wrong with your teeth? They look awfu!l” I fought the reflex to cover my mouth. “They’ve been like this since the braces came off mom. I haven’t had the money to get…

Consequences

Not so long ago someone within the Burlesque community who had done some very toxic shit got totally called out.One of this person’s supporters came to me to explain their side of the situation. My response was fuck her the bitch is canceled. Her supporter tried to say how hard it is for this community…

the apocalypse will be intersectional & diverse

I wrote this piece just about four years ago when asked to do a reading for Literary Pop: Apocalypse I wrote it because fuck! and I needed to remind myself of what we as Queer, Trans, Gender non-binary, Disabled, Black & Brown & Femme have already survived. I needed to remind myself of the skills…

Abundance Resilience Protection but first a RANT

New dayNew feelingsSame shitSo annoyed Even though I’m totally a Virgo I would have been okay about being wrong about this. This is why I and several people are saying we still got a lot to work through. This is why I and several people were saying stop harassing Black non men about voting. This…

Playlists & Benediction: Modern Witches Confluence 2020

I had such an amazing time moderating the Diversity & Inclusion Panel, facilitating the Opening & Closing Ritual and running the virtual chilllout room for the 2020 Modern Witches Confluence. As promised here is the benediction I gave at the end as well as links to the playlists I set up to hold the space.…

Lean in

Dear Blackwoman/femmes/non-men, I write this to you as earnestly as I write it to myself. Some people, systems, inner demons and internalized misogynoir may try to convince you that you are on some new and destructive shit by choosing you but I’m taking a moment to say to you and to myself that that is…

If you can’t show up show yourself out.

It’s wild that the wisdom I had at seventeen I had to relearn at 30. After a dance I was sucking face with this guy in the back of a car outside of a diner. I had announced that I needed to go back to the car “for my glasses” then hipchecked this guy, gave…

I am like my hair

I was taught that no one can be gentle with me because I am some thing that is difficult to deal with. Something so dark and tightly wound, something so coarse it requires refinement or a cure.

39

almost didn’t make it twice this year Every month something wild AF has happened. I had childhood abusive situations confirmed, almost died twice, lost my home and my business, ended longstanding relationships with people I shared love with and started the process of changing my name. This birthday is a 1st for me in many…

Just hold my hand

I deal with a lot of my shit through writing. Lately the things that have been coming out have been hard to re-read. I’m reminded by every breath that I am still so severely compromised and that it is going to take anywhere from 6 months to two years to recover. The most terrifying thing…

Being Black: Vetting Spaces

I once sat down with a white woman I had offended by telling her to stand down on attacking a Black woman on my page. It was over a protest situation.That asshat had just been elected and a bunch of white people organized some hand holding event with onsite therapists at Grand Lake. At first…

Wall?

TW: dream contains knife violence Everyone has a wall.We shouldn’t even know where that is but not only am I familiar with every nook and cranny of this wall Ive scrapping my skin off by bashing into it repeatedly.And nowNow I’ve burst through it like the goddamn kool-aid man. Last night as I lay there…

Thoughts on almost dying…again

I’m currently sleeping with a teddy bear that isn’t minewith a stuffed camel and a zebra in a blanket nest I construct every night I wake up in dark and fumble for the oximeterstumble a finger into it and press a buttonthese numbers mean the difference between falling asleep or sitting awake just so I…

Vulgar

Joyce Lee noticed that I hide my face when people talk about sex so she gave me Vulgar as a prompt. TW: It is fucking vulgar. Seriously if you’re related to me here is your invitation to not continue 🤷🏿 🤷🏿 🤷🏿 🤷🏿 🤷🏿 🤷🏿 🤷🏿 🤷🏿 😅 😅 😅 😅 😅 Vulgar I cringe…

I don’t have to be excellent to fucking matter

I don’t know who needs to hear this but… I’ve had #excellence shoved down my throat so deep it owes ME money. #BlackExcellence was beaten into me in an attempt to protect me from white supremacy and fuckshit. The messed up thing about this is that this kind of excellence is often informed by the…

My Child, Forgive me

I’m consciously letting this storm catch me. Everything is gravity mocking blur and I can barely see or breathe or think as things are ripped and washed away. Sometimes when I stand in the eye of this, I come face-to-face with a younger version of me. She is devastated. Joyce Lee’s prompt was forgiveness. I…

O’Death

I believe You love me I have educated myself on the subject of you since this body has been made for you and I sincerely believe that You love me one day one day I’m gonna rise up singing I’ll fly away, in the morning to lay my burden down by Your river I’ll be…

Opinions Kill

o·pin·ion /əˈpinyən/noun a view or judgment formed about something, not necessarily based on fact or knowledge. ✨✨ Dearly Beloved, You aren’t beyond reason when fire rising in your chest burns up your throatYou aren’t out of your sanity if you bite the inside of your mouth to keep from speaking, shake your fingers to keep…

My name is Rawiyah

Hey, My name changed. It’s not a sudden thing. This is years in coming and there are so many #reasonswhy I held on to that name this long. One of them was that I was afraid to lose the contacts and connections I had formed with it. But with all this shit going on I…

Uprising

As I feed my AncestorsWith bourbon, with food, with dance, with burnt herbs, with blood, with songs, with promises. I askI prayI plead That they hold those that are kinfolk closeProtect their lungs from gasProtect their bodies from bulletsProtect their faces from recognitionProtect their wrists from shackles May their eyes be sharp enough to see…

Before You Close Your Eyes Tonight: a love letter to Black and Brown Peoples

Dearly Beloved, Before you close your eyes tonight remember that you are magnificence whether you are in motion or not you are not outside of your sanity you are most definitely under attack from within and without and while there is medicine in this shadow there is also horror in knowing which way the wind…

Prayer for the Caretakers

Empaths | Caretakes | Therapists | Social Workers, You are a lighthouse in a storm people are being drawn to you. It is so important that you take care of yourself right now. It is so important that you meditate, scream, cry, shake as much as possible. Take baths Punch pillows Dance into a frenzy…

StoryTime: Queer Fat Black Kinky Sex Saved My Life

my sexual preference used to be anyone who would fuck me until that one time in that one place where three queer, fat, Black, kinksters fisted the white jesus out of me.

For your breaking heart

Dearly Beloved, The Kindred Black and Brown, Blessed Trans & Sacred Queers I am sorry for your breaking hearts Our breaking hearts My breaking heart I am sorry that we continue to witness those who say they are allied to us give in to their privilege repeatedly that you are watching them say things like…

Storytime: I once broke up with a guy over a sandwich

I didn’t matter that two nights before we were in there sucking the marrow off of chicken bones. I was fucklessly lying. He showed up at my house with one sandwich.

For himself!!!

Stories

Stories📖 I surround myself with them I’m obsessed with them I’m a collector of them I’m a collection of them I am my mother’s story and her mother’s story before her and her mother’s story before her. I’m filled with the treasures and the traps of all these elevated and exiled Ancestors in one hand…

Solstice Prayer

Normally I share the story of the Goddess of Joy on this day but not this time. This season has been so fucking hard and that’s my own fault. I made an ask to the God of Death when the veil was thin and He drank of the holy offering and delivered. When I asked…

How are you?

We were outside of a theater when it happened. “How are you?” popped out of my mouth. It’s a common courtesy. Something we say without thinking and to be honest often without feeling. When they asked “Can I be honest with you?” I looked them directly in their eyes and gave my consent for an…

No

I remember saying “No” The way it rolled off my lips with the same ease as goodmorning or goodnight The laughter that announced its arrival and filled the silence in its wake I remember how clean it was No regrets No taint of “with exception” or “I’ll consider if you would only… ” My No…

Black Hair Magic

This is why I will bite you if you ask to touch my hair. In addition to slave days being over In addition to the fact that wearing my hair in “natural” styles or approximations of natural styles is still grounds for unemployment in many states In addition to power imbalance, exoticism etc. It’s become…