I do feel intentionality in Renaissance, an explicit conversation with Blackness across the diaspora. I hear an unruly, Black creative expression and deliberation on sustenance and Black futures that embraces the moods and grooves that connect us all. Beyoncé’s seventh studio album Act I: Renaissance took me places. I am…

… there is a difference between voicing and healing, between surviving and thriving. I have more recently realized how much thriving and healing is a community act given the generational and cyclical trauma I face as a Black woman. I want to go where my skin doesn’t crawl a place to…

So, I hear climate change, and I don’t think I have the same understanding. I scroll through my Twitter feed to see calls to action, criticisms, and other reactions to the recent IPCC report about climate change. I see climate change, and I am afraid that I don’t have the…

I find joy knowing that there are many that experience Black joy in nature despite the myth and despite the concerted efforts to silence us. …

I understand that I am a guest on Coast Salish lands — that I too could fall into the pitfall of continuing the performance. I am so tired of the performance — public support that doesn’t end up in change for Black people. I used to wonder why Black Lives…

The foundations of the movement are not inclusive of the vast experiences that people of color face: the environmental movement perpetuates racism, profits off of it, and continues to silence the truth to keep the machine running smoothly. …

Megaphone⁣ ⁣ Your attention⁣ We got that⁣ ⁣ I could scream in faces with a megaphone⁣ And see teeth gnash together in discomfort⁣ ⁣ Then, hurt can make imprints on dull faces⁣ Expressions might give way to voice⁣ ⁣ Mouths become useful when they ain’t muted⁣ Tongues are dead when they satiate in stiffness⁣ ⁣ Can they see the anger when it mobilizes?⁣ Could it…

⁣ Tears sent out into the atmosphere linger explosively with the over indulgence⁣ ⁣ Lead bullets saturate ground level populations while…

This is what I look like under the heat and the sun in landscapes that are otherwise beautiful. Some might say I look angry — that my frown doesn’t match the landscapes. I have often been told that. I have been told that there is no justification for my expression…