Chapter 03 of 07 · Becoming
Our Expressions
Life around us and us around life
Landscapes, land, soil, memories, footprints, artivism and the everyday moments of becoming, returning to oneself and being visible on our own terms. We remember, create, experience and capture moments of artistic expression, peace, nostalgia, beauty, being out in nature...
To be seen on our own terms is its own act of making.
We do not speak alone. We speak with the ghosts who loved us, the ones who carried us, the ones who dreamed us into being.
Listen truly verily, listen the room is breathing with you. It holds the trembling, the hollering, the remembering.
Wound, unwind me. Peel back these layers of expectation, these skins I learned to armor in. Undo me. Slowly. Like a revolution. Speak lullabies in kisses that remind me I can be tender because I deserve softness.
Footprints…
In touch
What does pride taste like? Cultural pride, self pride, black, queer, pride for being other. What does it taste like? Is it the salt on our tongues when we tell the truth? Is it our grandmothers’ prayers or our lovers' hands under the table?" "How does our sensuality survive systems that want us invisible? How do we bloom under gaze, under threat, under border, under breath?" We survive through Ubuntu