“Every country is good for different reasons. They are like different fruits. But Egypt is my favorite. Egypt is like a mango.”
humansofnewyork.com
After I left him
I embodied all the fazes like a storybook break-case
I wore a robe for literally 30 days straight
Jogged until my rib cage was a trophy I had earned
Cut my hair, dyed it a color he would not recognize in a crowd
Sometimes, even now, loneliness is a stray cat I feed
I think of him as a necklece that I lost in the move
I forget about the weight of him
about the heaviness I did not want to bare
Hindsight is funny that way
It is not the eyes of clarity, no
Hindsight is draped in a rose colored cloth
Now, my hair has grown back in
I am the thin of the healthy, not the hungry
I often have trouble deciding what dress to wear
I don’t know if I am better now
but I know the weight of every step
I know I walk so much lighter
WHY MY SUBCONSCIOUS IS WEIRD & FUNNY
I have been keeping a dream journal for a little while just for fun. I have never read through it until today. Just found one from a bit back that ends with:
“When we left, I realized that not only had I killed two cows, but some stray bullets hit & killed two people. I texted my mom. She was surprisingly comforting.”
What exactly does “normal” to dark skin mean? So dark skin isn’t normal? Dove is fucked up.
What the hell
yeah my friend showed me this and what can i do
2013, every body.
Ok. I’m convinced that bottles of DOVE LOTION and it’s distributors are racist fucks.
plus dove sells skin-lightening products in a lot of countries
Dove are also owned the same company who owns lynx
(google ‘the lynx effect’ for your daily dose of misogyny) Dove are evil fucksbut guuuuuuuys ~*~real beauty campaign~*~!!!!!!!
I say this all the time when some white feminist talks about dove’s ‘real beauty’ campaign. They’ve been peddling skin lightening cream to desis for years
^real talk
WOAH
My family.
Antoine Duke - “Black Picket Fences”
“I always thought those burning crosses you left were your love letters to us…”
Antoine Duke, of Minneapolis Community and Technical College, performing as part of the “Best of the Rest” on Finals stage at the 2013 College Unions Poetry Slam Invitational.
I was the MCTC coach & I literally have never been prouder in my life.
I want this. I want hand holding at the breast cancer walk on mother’s day.
I thought living alone was going to result in a lot of naked time, but, mostly, I am just stuck in my own clothes because I can’t reach the zipper.
Welp
I sold out of chapbooks last night, so, new chapbook coming your way soon.
HIEU NGUYEN - “It Was The Winter…”
“Nostalgia forgets to visit this street. It is too busy with tree houses and rope swings; it doesn’t have time for all this grey.”
Button Poetry’s own HIEU NGUYEN is a finalist in the 2013 Write Bloody Publishing Contest. Reblog (and like this video on youtube) to help Hieu win a publishing deal!
