we’ve seen this before, we’ve felt this before we’re standing on shoulders and someone’s standing on yours and crying heals and clears your vision, attunes the eyes on the back of your head, forges your insight with salt this is the beauty of being awake in your body your water whets the truth in yourself
we feel it deep and reaching spiral flutter and electric rush the duff of endarkened know-how- rooting for everyone who’s black- we need the sun and these screens distract us from absorbing our greatest star
this is the time to grow your next-level leaves break ways you’re complacent and complicit to sacrificial roles our bodies play in this sociopathic white supremacist patriarchal capitalistic dominator apparatus- check where shade casts upon your intersections too many mini-masters turning loops for the same trick-narrative
we are going to breathe and breathe better notify everyone around us that in addition to the breathing we already do we’re taking 40 minutes each day for breathing for all the air we can cycle in and out of us for all the breath chased from our bodies
we will create the conditions to nurture us by first nurturing our own unique human designs cultivating a deep understanding of our bodies in relation to other bodies and knowing time as the attention needed to place a current event within a historical tree- because nothing thrives on today alone
Arisa White is a poet, writer and educator. She is a lover, a wordsmith, a connoisseur of real life in all its hues and shades, ups and downs, smiles and cries of joy and sadness. She does not promote herself as an authority on matters of perfection in finding love, being in love or holding on to love. But her poetry certainly gives a crispy clear picture of the immensely rich world the author embodies. To read more about Arisa, visit her sitehere.