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Thankfully, everything comes to an end. The bitter drowning over and the birthday-cake sweet glee.

I have to remind myself — permanence is a myth.

Safety an illusion.

Stillness a perception.

Love a gift.

Friendship an honor.

Silence a response.

Mercy an opportunity.

Healing eventual.

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I ended Yaa Gyasi’s “Homegoing” in the same staff break room I started it in.

I haven’t written in a while. I think I’ve felt an inward pausing that’s prompted me to stay silent even though my thoughts are scratching to come out of my own head. I thought about…

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A Black woman in yellow!

A star on the street.

A dark, Black woman yellow?

Stop to stare and say, “saaaaaawweeeeeeeet”

A Black woman in yellow!

A color match made to meet.

For years, I shyed away from a closet of anything yellow. I didn’t want to draw anymore attention…

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