Andrea Paola Hernández 10/30/20 Andrea Paola Hernández 10/30/20

raíces

madre estas raíces no se pegan a nada

madre tu angustia no se quita con nada

Makistar 10/30/20 Makistar 10/30/20

Too LOUD

I spoke loud with my red dress on,

The one that had the split on the sides.

Yeah, that one.

Claudette Thompson 10/30/20 Claudette Thompson 10/30/20

Freedom

Basic freedom was denied

And daily I cried.

Labeled as the “weaker sex”

Taunted mercilessly. My soul grew vex.

Wretched. Worthless

An imbecile. Senseless.

Terri Ley 10/30/20 Terri Ley 10/30/20

Bra-less

I look up with my head high

Shoulders back

And a smile on my lips

Unafraid

Unashamed

Free

Akilah 10/30/20 Akilah 10/30/20

Un/furled

I moved to Canada for university convinced that in that free space (a space, I didn’t then realise, where what freedoms it could acclaim were built on Indigenous genocide, continuous exploitation and theft) I could be more myself.

Per 10/30/20 Per 10/30/20

Fam Constellation - Me Kali

Everyone has to thrive in order for the system itself to thrive, every display of hate is only an unexpressed need to feel valid.

Sarah-Anne Gresham 10/30/20 Sarah-Anne Gresham 10/30/20

Generation Cry

Taitu Kai Goodwin. Taitu. Daughter of the Soil. Antigua Girls’ High School Alumna. Former Ambassador’s daughter. Miss Anguilla. Someone I knew. Taitu.

Willum 10/30/20 Willum 10/30/20

Ouroboros

Through all layers and fits it slithered

Though still I scrambled to look decent

David Simon 10/30/20 David Simon 10/30/20

Open Secrets

Since I last saw you I’ve been thinking. Thinking about you. Thinking about us, about home, about those kids whose journey mirrors yours and mine, A journey walking with fear.

Aaliyah De Mendonca 10/30/20 Aaliyah De Mendonca 10/30/20

The Weight of my Feminity

Heavy is the weight of my femininity,

But a weight I will bare until a change has come

Ade' Arthur 10/30/20 Ade' Arthur 10/30/20

Praying for her Nádleehi

She wanted the baby to be okay. Slowly the vision started and she knew, she knew the way that mothers’ know. She knew that this was her child, even though the person in her vision was not a baby, not even a small child, she knew that this was her baby and yes her child was beautiful.

Janielle Browne 10/30/20 Janielle Browne 10/30/20

To the men in my area

I’m tired of writing about this

I’m tired of writing this

I’m tired of being handed material

J’Anna-Mare Lue (劉家明) 10/30/20 J’Anna-Mare Lue (劉家明) 10/30/20

these burdens that I carry

everything destroyed in reverence of a new god, an unfamiliar god, they called him money. this god had power unlike any my people knew before, and to how my grandfather told it - it demanded servitude, offerings, and sacrifice like no other. It was an angry god.

Carl Augustus 10/30/20 Carl Augustus 10/30/20

Isolation

I am comfortable in my own skin…

Anella D. Shillingford 10/30/20 Anella D. Shillingford 10/30/20

I Am Woman.

I know my rights.

I know my strengths.

I know my history.

Xandria Stennett 10/30/20 Xandria Stennett 10/30/20

Shedding- the mitoXANDRIA

In order for any woman to grow she must shed every mindset that doesn’t fertilise her purpose…

Nadine Tomlinson 10/30/20 Nadine Tomlinson 10/30/20

A Jamaican Ode to the Spring Equinox

We don’t have spring,

summer, autumn, winter.

We live in green days

that throb with the steel-pan

rhythm of rain on zinc roofs

Aidan R. 10/30/20 Aidan R. 10/30/20

Intersections of fate

Reyna was 21, but looked and to some extent felt 16; like she hadn’t matured a day beyond the age she discovered the “oddness,” she sensed about herself, had a name.

Amy Li Baksh 10/30/20 Amy Li Baksh 10/30/20

Masking

Dr. Jacinth Browne-Howard 10/30/20 Dr. Jacinth Browne-Howard 10/30/20

Becoming Rage

Tantie Mary say that since me feel me a big woman now, to gwan and don’t comeback. The words still ring in my head three weeks later. My last image of Hibiscus Road featured the woman who raised me.

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