Who is you, Chiron?
Moonlight (2016), directed by Barry Jenkins

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Who is you, Chiron?
Moonlight (2016), directed by Barry Jenkins

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Check out @sirjoshbennett tomorrow in Philly at UPENN as he reads from his new book #TheSobbingSchool
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Hands up, don’t scoop or pop lock, and chocolate. Hmmmm
He was unarmed dough!!
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✿Actress Issa Rae for NY Magazine/The Cut✿
Photography by Andre Wagner
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[The Sobbing School] is where I learned to brandish the black like a club, / you know, like a blunt object, or cobalt flashes of strobe / dotting damp walls after dusk drops the dark motion / our modern world can’t hold.
Joshua Bennett, opening lines to “The Sobbing School,” The Sobbing School: Poems (Penguin Books, 2016)
let me tell you something: no one is going to look at you, broken and shattered and think - damn, you are beautiful. no one is going to come pick up your broken pieces off the floor and assemble them into a beautiful whole. hell, you won’t even look at yourself and think - I made broken look beautiful. you know why? because all those writers lied to you. yes, all those with their poems of scraped knuckles and blood dripping down chins, pomegranate songs and loves that ripped through you like hurricanes. liars. so you and i, we are going to make a plan. you are not going to romanticize days when your brain tells you to smash that mirror, you are not going to romanticize the lover who doesn’t understand you but still writes about you. here is what you are going to romanticize instead: you are going to romanticize the first day of spring, its gentle hands all over your body, lifting you up until you are as light as a feather. you are going to romanticize the tea and honey kind of love, no hurricanes, but sunshine that builds you up from within, that helps you make it through the worst days. you are going to romanticize gentle hands of a friend in yours, telling you that it is going to be okay. because it is. and don’t trust poets, we’re no good, we love pretending that our jagged edges tantamount to a beautiful disaster, but in reality - there ain’t nothing beautiful about shaky hands holding a cigarette and empty eyes staring at the cracks in the walls. you know what is beautiful, instead? the days when you can look at yourself in the mirror and smile, scars and all. music that makes your soul flow like a river, books that offer comfort, families flocking together like overgrown birds to keep you safe and warm, friends that give you strength when you can find none, lovers who make you laugh through tears. baby, from now on you are going to romanticize healing; honey dripping down your fingertips, August nights that stick to your skin, the day you find your purpose, long car rides and singing so loud that no one can shut you up now. bad news: no one is coming to save you. good news: you can save yourself.
Lana Rafaela (via wnq-writers)
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Happy #NationalPoetryDay to all of our U.K. Family. One of our favorite quotes from one of our favorite writers. Poets and writers of all kinds, keep writing. 📓📝💻

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Black Girl Magic at the Emmys
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Because when something happens, she’s the person I want to tell. The most basic indicator of love.
David Levithan, Every Day (via bookmania)
The Strivers Row and Afropunk After Dark Present “Sanctuary” More photos: http://bit.ly/striversxafropunk

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Check out this recap of our last show. Thank you all who came out to the Sanctuary. If you see yourself somewhere in the video let us know! #thestriversrow #afropunk #afropunkafterdark #poetry #spokenword #poetryevent #writers #joshuabennett #saulwilliams #jennahbell #nikkigiovanni
Check out this recap of our last show. Thank you all who came out to the Sanctuary. If you see yourself somewhere in the video let us know! #thestriversrow #afropunk #afropunkafterdark #poetry #spokenword #poetryevent #writers #joshuabennett #saulwilliams #jennahbell #nikkigiovanni