Gratitude for Grown Ups

  I’m grateful for thoughtful gifts, spare time, and old memories. Grateful for my personal boundaries, my mother’s voice, warm showers and wine I’m grateful for courage and second chances. I’ve started to repeat these things to myself because I’ve noticed I forget. I become forgetful of all the little joys I know when I…

Woman. Womyn. Womxn.

When we are young, we spend our time imagining ourselves into existence. We say I want to be an artist like Basquiat, a writer like Lorde, or an astronaut like Jemison. We know that┬áBecause of them we can. We grow up looking through the world for images, models, and examples of what it means to…

#AnotherBlackBody

In 2016, Me and a group of educators protested in the streets of Philly because another black body was killed . Today, I attended a vigil for another black body that was killed . Between then and now, I have seen a growing number of hashtags that represent the black bodies killed. I must tell…

Well Raised & Well Read

“Love your parents. While we are busy growing up, we often forget they are also growing old.” -Unknown I am 23 years old. I think about who I want to be when I grow up more now than I did when I was a child. I think about what its like to be old. When…

Open Mics& Sanctuaries

  Church is not a building… …a structure with high ceilings, stained glass, pews, and offering baskets. Church is a fellowship of people who have decided to be honest with the state of their spirit. Church is when people get together and connect about the things that matter the most to them. I first found…

Honey& Miracles

Sisterly, A giant sisterhood spends every spring covering their bodies in flower dust to fuel their home. They spend summer and fall inspiring jesus to turn water to wine by turning nectar to honey. They use their bodies and each other to make this miracle as sweet and sticky as possible. In the winter, they…