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Miki DeVivo

Miki DeVivo

I grew up white in a place that is predominately various beautiful shades of brown.

The word is used to mean “white person” and/or “foreigner”. Most often, in my experience, it was descriptive, to mean someone with white…

Aug 19, 2017

I grew up white in a place that is predominately various beautiful shades of brown.

Aug 19, 2017

Miki DeVivo

My heart aches for my Homeland

Land of palm tree and sand Land of hula and song Land of plumeria, pikake, and ginger Land of honor Land of wisdom Land of spirit

May 15, 2017

My heart aches for my Homeland

May 15, 2017

Miki DeVivo

They must be afraid of our blood.

Not the blood of veins, which they are only too happy to spill

May 13, 2017

They must be afraid of our blood.

May 13, 2017

Miki DeVivo

I love my daughter Let’s get that out on the table Right away

And

May 13, 2017

I love my daughter
Let’s get that out on the table
Right away

May 13, 2017

Miki DeVivo

He didn’t have to hit me to keep me in line

His soft words tied me down just fine

May 13, 2017

He didn’t have to
hit me
to keep me
in line

May 13, 2017

Miki DeVivo

It comes in waves, doesn’t it?

One minute you’re snuggling with your children before the day begins.

May 13, 2017

It comes in waves, doesn’t it?

May 13, 2017

Miki DeVivo

Do you feel more powerful now Having killed a young boy Shot into his car window on his way home…

Do you feel more powerful now Having killed a young man His loose cigarets a real threat To these criminal streets

May 13, 2017

Do you feel more powerful now
Having killed a young boy
Shot into his car window
on his way home…

May 13, 2017

Miki DeVivo

Why won’t you help me? She yells, tears streaming.

My darling I will not help you Do the things I know You can do for yourself.

May 13, 2017

Why won’t you help me?
She yells, tears streaming.

May 13, 2017

Miki DeVivo

I’ve spent so much trying to sell shit that wasn’t for sale.

Waited for ages for someone to say Yes to my voice with their dollars, all the while falling more and more Silent in the Capital’s…

May 13, 2017

I’ve spent so much
trying to sell shit
that wasn’t for sale.

May 13, 2017

Miki DeVivo

photographs of my father

He died in March and I didn’t want to look at his stupid face ever again.

May 13, 2017

photographs of my father

May 13, 2017

Miki DeVivo

Miki DeVivo

Stories that foster change, turn us back toward each other, and remind us who we really are. Story Medicine for Justice, Healing, and Love. mikidevivo.com

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