Ads Of Humanity
I was zig zagging through a bustling crowd. There were waves of people. Waves warring with one another. So many going forward and so many going backwards. You have never seen an ocean like this. Technically I did not see it either, but I could feel all of them hovering over me. Suffocating me. Trying to crash into me, going out of their way to collapse on top of me. I was in full panic, upright crawling to a destination I did not want to reach. To upright crawl is for the world to see you moving like an adult as your subconscious is barely able to lift your head off the floor. Who knows what time my class was that day? Who knows if I did the assignment we were tasked to complete? I did not know a thing in that moment until a flyer was shoved into my hand. I have no clue what the flyer was, but it sparked an idea.
On Friday, August 28, 2020
It was simultaneously a communal and solitary spiritual dance; The clouds and the air were inhaling all we were emitting; The commitment we made, was not to be pushed aside and observed with a glance; All the voices, dreams, and afflictions stood together refusing to adhere to the ordinance of submitting; There was a stillness to the movement; An unbound presence melded with focused and tenacious aspirations; We laid out the issues that have and will always be this nations' most prevalent; Human beings abused, murdered and refused justice by a system that needs foundational renovations; The blueness of the sky from that afternoon is tattooed onto me; The stone from the monuments started chipping away to reveal the eyes of my ancestors; I pray the whole world could see; We were laying new groundwork for our successors; I breathed differently that summer day; All my complacency left to decay
Geminis! “Down here, it's our time. It's our time down here.”- The Goonies "We'll always be freaks and we'll never be like other people!"- American Beauty
My land was ravished by a quake- That left spaces I did not know how to refill- And before I could craft a recovery plan-
The Elephant Says
The Elephant Says that i trivialized its complexion- i saw something i perceived to be worn- and i equated it to my misery-
The Judged Whirlwind of Adolescence
I have been working with children for over two years now and the patience I take pride in is fading like Elliot on the operating table after the government separated, he and E.T. The age group I work with is mostly pre-teens and teens. My job offers a lot of unhelpful trainings. They got one right with the “What’s Up With Teens? Understanding Typical Adolescent Development” training through Vibrant Emotional Health. It made me realize that I never fully comprehended the extent and severity of the chaos of the teenage mind, especially when I was submerged under that chaos. You are lacking so much and gaining so much all at once that your mind and body is on overload.
A Quilt of Greenery
The road laid steady As our minivan cascaded across it The luggage Snacks Arguments Music And laughter Leaving its imprint on the highway
The Last Birthday Party I Will Ever Have
I have spent weeks struggling to internally dissect these events. Events I have been burying for nearly 10 years. So how do I unearth a day so excruciating and humiliating. I could not even find a photo of myself from that night. A testament to how deep I embedded that memory. We must venture back into my adolescent mindset to tap into that night. Prepare yourself because it is an unsavory place to visit.