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  • Dear Birthday Girl

    You survived being sexually abused for more than twenty years, you survived and are surviving having been kidnapped, you survived racism and being arrested twice for literally no reason on both occurrences. You are living to see the world face it’s first pandemic since Small Pox, and while the world seems to be crumbled ruins…

  • Why Are You Pretending?

    I’ve never understood the need to become an Actor, and it is genuinely a need. I know this because I went to Fine Art’s School and I met plenty of “Actors”, they -need- to be on stage. They need the roar of a crowd and the adventure that comes with being something or someone they…

  • Dance Among Faeries

    If I had any advice for people in their thirties it is somewhere wrapped and woven into the words of this post. Enjoy the moments. Dance with faeries whenever possible, sing in the sun and if you get the chance, absolutely positively take time to dance in the summer rain. It’s worth it. Listen to…

  • Take the Moment…

    When I was born the sun was shining and Angel’s fell to Earth, at least in the story about Siddha Lee Saint James, that’s what happened on April 10th 1983. And since she’s a reflection of me, well why couldn’t Angel’s have fallen to Earth eager to meet me one day? I put a lot…

  • Dear Ellen, I’m Over Your Complaining

    I was a huge fan of Ellen until recently – actually that’s a lie, I’m still a fan, but I am an irritated fan. For the record, because I don’t want this post to be all complaining about Ellen, I sold one of my hoodies today. I made five dollars selling a $40.00 hoodie. Ellen…

  • Stay The Fuck Home…Even From Church

    I haven’t been a part of a Church community since I was about sixteen years old. When I was about eleven or twelve I was sexually assaulted by my Priest, Father Alex at Saint James Church. I told no one, not even then, I learned early that no one would believe me, but I did…

  • It’s A Blood Curdling Rage

    JARED KUSHNER: “The notion of the federal stockpile was it’s supposed to be our stockpile. It’s not supposed to be states stockpiles that they then use.” pic.twitter.com/9Q7j8QBCMv — Aaron Rupar (@atrupar) April 2, 2020 Let me just by staying this is the idiot representing the United States Of America right now on International Television. A…

  • The Signs Were There

    I just found myself blaming myself for being raped at sixteen, while writing about my instincts. When my mom talks about what happened, she always says he pulled me into the bushes to rape me, and that’s true, he did, so why do I keep blaming myself for what happened? Before I continue, you should…

  • Thank You For Your Patience

    Devon J Hall breaks down the need for boundaries in this thought provoking piece about self reflection.

  • Shaking Off The "Strong Black Woman" Stereotype

    Originally posted on SAABIRAH LAWRENCE: Photography by @gege_tribalunicorn One of my favourite bloggers Indigo Lorae wrote a post on being the strong friend, an eye opening piece for me. Shout out to Indigo Lorae for writing How To Be A Better Friend For Your Strong Friend. I never identified myself as the strong friend, mainly because what I…

  • Through the Window

    Sometimes I look through the windows of houses as I walk past and wonder what life is like on the other side of the glass that blocks my view from behind the curtains. I wonder if life is as complicated for the people who live behind those windows as it is for the rest of…

  • My Body Needs A Break But My Brain Won’t Stop

    So. As it turns out there is a record of me being raped at sixteen, I still have to fill out the paperwork to release the information to the counsellor but it’s the only shot I have of getting any form of therapy paid for. I’ve been trying hard not to think about it, not…