My words. Old. New. View on.
“It’s a shiny simulacra,
a bulbous bubble vision
of a TV dinner generation.”
An older spoken word piece first written in 2011 and updated slightly to put on the blog. 456 more words
1 day, 12 hours
I’m standing on a stage, and I feel a billion pairs of eyes staring intently and expectantly up at me.
I’m standing on a stage, and the whispers that float around in the downtime between acts fade into non-existence as I open my mouth. 328 more words
1 day, 16 hours
Queen Nzinga Maxwell
1 day, 22 hours
The Prolific Work
I remember waking up at 6 in the morning,
Going to an almost empty church,
And attending a mass that was 5 minutes long. 659 more words
3 days, 3 hours
The Gloria Sirens
Love Lily Myers and her performance poem! Sing it, little sister siren! Looks like she’s found lots of ways to take up space.
“Shrinking Women” is a spoken-word poem about growing up watching her mother count calories while her father grows bigger and her brother grows bolder. 16 more words
6 days, 18 hours
6 days, 22 hours
Gender & Society
This is one of my favorite spoken word poems–it’s about a young woman struggling with her identity and empowerment as she confronts conditioning and history of being told to be quiet and submissive. 272 more words