To my beloved sisters and brothers, I want to remind you that wherever you go, you have a home in me. What I have it’s ours. When I’m blessed WE are blessed. If you slip and fall, tell me I know all about falling! We will get back up. No know it all no magistrate …
Author Archives: Muni_Mar
Kooy(means come)
Be to me what a soft wind breeze is to a face in heat… Kindness is rain for a heart in pain kooy Come in peace let this jeel put your mind at ease, it’s my tradition to serve from my finest set, what do like? Carmedom cinnamon and cloves in cupa? or milk in …
Fak I’m a forking spoonie
It sucks to be chronically ill. My cheerful spirit can’t keep me up during a flare-up or when the fatigue blanket puts me down. It’s the brain fog and aching limbs. Some days the pain is tolerable enough to live with days like this, I just want to lay in bed and cry. And it …
Your story matters
Write your story, tell me (us the world) about your journey. How did you get here? Tell me what made you laugh until your tummy ached, what felt like a fist twisting your chest? Tell me about how it felt to get up… Did you too crawl out of a pit? Did you too learn …
Souvenir
I’m present in every aspect of the word, a gift here and now. My past a souvenir…
Caterpillar
Perhaps to the Caterpillar, a raindrop is like a waterfall… And waterfalls breathe
I fake it
I fake it, when I am writing I fake the resilience in hopes that the ink will touch my skin and transform me into the dragon I write about… (Sometimes)
Hooyo
Dearest hooyo, I see the worlds you carry It’s as if the earth bestowed you all her worries, be it your offspring or an orphan, your heart bleeds for everyone. Dearest hooyo may joy and inner peace come to be with you everyday🙏🏽💜 paradise on Earth, as well as the hereafter, 🤲🏾 ameen
Respect the tenderness
We desire to feel safe to fall back (you are alright, I got you) Will there be a soft landing to catch our falling bodies? Respect the tenderness, it took time for us to learn how to be soft again… We needed to harden to survive the unspeakable… Now that we are surthriving… We ask …
