February 2012
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afrocentric
|ˌafrōˈsentrik| adj.
a word used to express the world’s confusion about who black people are regardless of where they may dwell.
ex: I’m not afrocentric. I’m black on all sides.
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when it hurts so bad
sometimes you hear a song multiple times. you’ve sung the lyrics, said you loved it, but you never really listened. and you couldn’t have, because life hadn’t tuned your ears yet. hadn’t presented the hurdles that make you strong enough to pick up the lyrics, and despite them having moved your body at some point they never moved your spirit.
[what you want might...
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“father, you saved me and showed me that life was much more than being some...”
– lauryn hill
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let's nab oprah
huey: i call it the black power fist. the black power first is actually a stun glove that i made with instructions i found on the internet. it delivers thousands of volts of imperialism stopping electricity without the need of super powers or secret alien technology. and it's inexpensive enough to fit well within even the most frugal revolutionary's defense budget.
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le 19 février
One year ago I started my locs. Afterwards, I wrote a list of everything it took to start them:
weed
honeybush vanilla tea
lush
real honey
july birthdays
lost love stories
silence
essential oils
water
tears
promises
broken hearts
forgiveness
laughter
coincidence
perfection
angel’s bare skin
lawn chairs
stories
liberia
trust
restoration
no speakers, but still music
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Watchone year loc’d
interdiasporically
|inˈtərdīˈaspərəik(ə)lē| * adverb
existing between or involving different diasporas: “right, you just want to marry interdiasporically” - josette or i am the product of an interdiasporic relationship.
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“it’s like a boomerang that turns out to be a frisbee midair.”
– khalil
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dear locs,
i’m writing you, because… i’ve been hard on you lately. i thought you’d be at a different place after a year. i was blaming you for not being at that place, when it was the fault of my thoughts, envisioning what a year would feel like having never experienced it.
and now i see that, you’re exactly where you need to be, and you’re beautiful just...
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sallie ledbetter: a mother's hymn
when the black boy climbs out of my womb:
how to peel dynamite from his bones?
how to strip tornado’s hum from his ears?
how to weed graveyard from his garden of tongue?
what rainbow of prayer to pull between teeth?
how to blind him from liquor’s sun of stupor?
how to sow whisper into his hurricane of hips?
what...
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terrorism
josette: i want to dedicate my life to black liberation. period.
me: we have to. black people are being attacked. literally.
josette: and they talk about terrorism...
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“you said you’d die for me…
why won’t you live for me?”
– lauryn hill ex-factor
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“tell me who I have be
to get some reciprocity”
– lauryn hill ex-factor
