Perhaps you fell in love with the idea of me.

It was my hair, wasn’t it? it accented your t-shirt at the time or your eye color, or your endless insecurities. you forgot entirely that i am a person entirely- not just a big smile, an aesthetic, some kind of misplaced manic pixie dream girl let loose in the wild for you to discover andContinue reading “Perhaps you fell in love with the idea of me.”

“Becoming an agent of historical change”

today my professor said there are scientific studies saying, “we are actually soft-wired to be hyper-competitive, we are more hardwired to be empathetic” as in there is this illusion that we are born brutal, born tough, born sinners, born evil this is just a falsity. this is just some cover up. this is just aContinue reading ““Becoming an agent of historical change””

Kids are so resilient,

bouncing back and back and back andbelieving “i’m sorry(‘s)“every time they are spokenand not questioning “i promise“or “i love you” or “i mean it(‘s)“.they are everyone’s advocate they are proudand generousthey are forgivingthey are relentlessthey are effervescentand curious.they are teachers. -&

a collection of words about young hands holding paint brushes.

(context: these are about my time at Sheppard Elementary School in North Philadelphia helping muralist Sandra Gonzalez with a mural project in the school. a group of us worked with different classrooms of the elementary school students to help them paint tiles for the mural to be installed in their school) The fountain of youth need not be discovered.Continue reading “a collection of words about young hands holding paint brushes.”