If I yam because we are, then sisi ni Wafreeka,
litanies of survival & de legacies of our wahenga.
Na ni ukweli , #we are trayvon martin, alem dechassa & anna brown
#we are sakia gunn, david kato, & eudy simelane
….and when we speak we are afraid
our words will not be heard
but when we are silent
we are still afraid
Kama vile Adrienne Rich alisema
“Until we can understand the assumptions in which we are drenched we cannot know ourselves.”
Na kwasababu ni muhimu kukumbuka, where there is a woman there is magic. If there is a moon falling from her mouth, she is a womban who knows her magic, who can share or not share her powahs. A mwanamke with a moon falling from her mouth, roses between her legs en tiaras of Spanish moss, this womban is a consort of de spirits. (ase)
[ntozake shange, sassafrass, cypress & indigo]
I give thanks for god/desse/s kama hawa, who know the truth, carry sage secrets of loving, en share their gifs abundantly. For sacred spaces like a righteously inspiring Sankofa night co-created by pan-Afreekan youth leaders from de Onyx Society & I Get Out 2.0 that sistas of dis collective organised in acknowledgement & celebration of black females .
I yam nourished, mi cup overflowing wid healing upendo because we harvesting de wealth of our diversity en working on our unity so much mo.
…….so we continue speaking, remembering we were never meant to survive.
[asante sana Mama Audre Lorde, pamoja tunafika!]