“He reminds me of the shadow between silences.”

When I look in the mirror, I don’t see a poem.

I have lived too many lives to be only one thing, and instead of attempting to mesh them into a form of a human being, I have decided to love every jagged edge of mine.

I don’t like how your embrace feels like comfort till the knife thrust.

I always wanted to be more than my brown skin, when you told me I was sweet like cinnamon.

If you wish to read the story of my people look no further than my body.

I am only beautiful when my legs are open and I have forgotten my mother tongue to make room for yours.

Love transcends oceans and I love you in every country we are both made of.

I love you the way rain falls on a sunny day- a kind of marvelous sadness.

I love you like I barely had a land to call my own.

I am tired of living in a world, where I belong deeply, to anyone but myself.

She has learned so much from dying only to be born again.

I remember when I was the only sin you liked to kiss.

I loved each and every one of your faces.

Tear me open and rest inside me.

Here I am, a mosaic of becomings.

I am a child of borderlines and we are two lands, carved differently.

Tomorrow will be the reminder that its all just a blur of oasis and vodka.

I always forget to tell myself – you are doing awesome.

It’s really important that young women be reminded that their involvement matters and that their voice is heard. Even if it feels like it’s small, it really can make an impact.

I tried and tried to blow out the flame of a candle but it would not budge, it reminded me of us.

The greatest gift you can give a person is to wake them up to remind them of who the really are.

We must continually remind ourselves that there is a difference between what is natural and what is actually good for us.

We must remind ourselves that an assault on any one of our liberties and freedoms is an assault on all.

History is a grim reminder of what happens to those who think they have no law but themselves.