You're Ok?

it’s like this...

I catch myself confirming
this is not a fever dream
I don’t want to wake from. 
sweat is not pleasure or pain, 
it’s reaction, it’s response.
it’s my cue to listen, follow, 
heat with intention, focus. 

I spend this life seeking
out warmth, like the coffee in 
your eyes, like the fire in
your hands, like the sunshine
my sunflower heart yearns for.

I walk this existence seeking
out hope, like “I believe that
we will win,” like accountability
we will center, like healing
the spiritual wounds of this place.

I search this world for velvet,

finding instead so many coarse 

edges of sandpaper that just, 

it's just hard to be soft in a

world of sharp edges and

your radical love, you're radical

love is a salve I thought I

might never find in this form.

... it’s like this.

Disrupting Capitalism's Urgency

find you the ones

who love radically, 
who love others radically,
who love themselves radically 

it's messy and emotive and inspiring

and healing and small breaths in a
world gasping for air being stolen,
bottled, and sold back to us.

You're Doing Great

one day you’ll believe
in the mirror reflection 
of your humanity, casted
in smile lines, in healing, 
in growth, in the revolution.

and until then, those of us
who see you as you are, 
as you were, as you will be, 
will continue to search for 
your silhouette in the horizon. 

Heavenly (Refrain)

i searched for you and

found damp, rich earth and thought i

might root for a while

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sometimes it’s a whisper,

it’s whiskers, it’s so faint

everything briefly pauses

becomes irrelevant,

unimportant, uninteresting, 

I hold my

breath

so as not to disrupt, so

as not to startle, so as

not to break whatever 

spell I had not known

sometimes it’s a howl, 

it’s red eyes and distance 

it’s patience and knowing

no one ever stands still 

I catch my

breath 

so as to prepare, so

as to hold steady, so as

to cast whatever, any

spell I witnessed 

sometimes it’s a story,

it’s the knowledge of 

before, the hope of next

I release my

breath 

remembering how and

why I want to believe in

spells and magic and 

you.