reflections on breaking – up, open, into, and through.
“pick a word like you pick a melon. examine its skin. its weight. its viscosity. its sound. its texture. its ability to be juice and meat.” – nayyirah waheed, salt
heart and pen. (mirrors and windows)
As I move these words from a place where the heart and mind meet, and thought forms and flow from pen to page and then page, I am listening to the voices of Lucille Clifton and Sonia Sanchez vibrate out from the television…
beginning…again (i left substack).
“I think that freedom ideally is being able to choose your responsibilities. Not, not having any responsibilities, but being able to choose which things you want to be responsible for.”
Toni Morrison
emotional vacancy.
Words are sometimes like an empty page. Even as they bare themselves, openly, ready, willing for you to savor them, words ask for nothing from you but welcome all of you, all that you are willing and able to give, all that you are willing to allow and all that you are willing to take in.
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