‪”Why are you so mean?”‬‪”Why are compliments so hard to accept?”‬ ‪Because the ugly truth of the world is eating me alive. And I hope that if I am coated in vinegar instead of honey, it will take longer to chew me up.‬  And if I’m here a little longer. Then, maybe. Just maybe. I can make this foul place a little sweeter.  Even though, I know it will still swallow me whole. Even though I know when I’m long gone in the belly of the beast this place will still be sour. But perhaps the memory of me and … Continue reading Fate


A man at a cafe asked me why I looked so sad I said my job is hard He said describe to me what you do and I’ll tell you what your job is I said In my line of work a lot of people need me They need someone They need help Then with tears in my eyes I said And not everyone makes it Not everyone that needs us will get to meet us We won’t get to everyone And not everyone we get to will make it Some of the people we get to won’t make it … Continue reading Work


Resistance The opposite of objectification To humanize what is objectified To stir empathy without sensationalizing, without tokenizing To decolonize A woman is subjective She is her own interpretation She is not what you want her to be Breasts feed children Vaginas bring children Hips widen to allow children through To think that any of what women are is for someone else’s pleasure is objectification To know that women are for their own pleasure is subjectification Her curves can be subtle and sensual, they can nourish newborns, they can be sharp and jagged and remind you that she is your superior … Continue reading Subjectification

Why we must prioritize the advancement of Black women

  I want to give some context, The 2016 Film Hidden Figures highlights some of the subtle nuanced microaggressions that Black women face every day moment to moment. To hear Mary Jacksons(Janelle Monae’s character) husband talk about oppression the same way we do now in 2016 is sobering and disillusioning I am an observer and will stand corrected as Black women voice their opinion on things this film did well and things it does not However, Hidden Figures gives me an example to draw on that will not put anybody’s personal traumas on display for the sake of advocacy I … Continue reading Why we must prioritize the advancement of Black women

A Day in The Life of an Anger Translator

Alarm blaring The day has not even started and I’m already exhausted Never enough sleep when it’s the soul that’s tired Ancestral trauma carved in my bones My existence nourished from the milk of breasts which have suffered centuries of violence I stand in my closet and stare at my wardrobe Which neutral colored blazer will I pair with my black pants today? I switched out my baggy clothes and backwards hats for social worker sweaters Imposter syndrome at its finest You can still see my tattoos through the sheer button up shirts I open my fridge and pack a … Continue reading A Day in The Life of an Anger Translator

Unconventional love and healing

Crediting David C. Turner III Original Post for the format and 95 percent of the rhetoric and style for this post. “I wish I can tell you the type of things that [clients] experience, the trauma that they have from schools, home, [sexual assault and exploitation] and just the world. I wish we had a better language to articulate this trauma, because this trauma is the reason(s) why they become who they are, and they cause so much harm.” I wish it was acceptable for people to embrace girls of color, the ones that dont “talk nice” and get sent … Continue reading Unconventional love and healing

bury me in a shirt with names of all my murdered clients

i look across the room to tw0 grown women sobbing yet another child murdered i see myself that will be me in twenty years still sobbing over dead girls or maybe at the way the abused turn into the abuser as the cycle completes itself and the victimized stand trial as the victimizer or maybe at the twelve year old who is twenty two in 2020 and still in the streets i worry about my humanity i told my friend about the murdered girl and she cried i did not i have not my roommate says i still have humanity … Continue reading bury me in a shirt with names of all my murdered clients

Do not tell me it will be okay

Do not tell me things will be okay. Do not tell me it’s only four years. Do not tell me I will survive. I know we will heal. At what cost though? Trauma comes when we are given more stress than we can handle. Right now this is more than I can bear. We navigate life with a certain level of predictability. Trump Pence election was not in my realm of predictable possibilities. That signals to my body on a physiological level that things are not safe, things are unpredictable, all bets are off. That’s why trauma is often described … Continue reading Do not tell me it will be okay

In solidarity, compassion, and power,

Cherrell Brown (@Awkward_Duck on Twitter) tweeted “This was white folks response to the movement for Black lives. This was their mobilization.” We will respond. I will march for black lives. I will march for my brown life and other brown lives. I will march for my queer life and other queer lives. I will march for undocumented lives. I will march for my rights as a survivor of sexual violence and intimate partner violence and the rights of other survivors of sexual and gendered violence. I will be unafraid. I will be loud. I will no longer be silenced. I … Continue reading In solidarity, compassion, and power,