Nayyirah Waheed

never trust anyone who says they do not see color. this means to them,you are invisible.

when you allow that man. to walk through your children. plant his feet. in their veins. hold their voices. necks. bodies. inside his violence. you are no longer a mother. when you give him the key to that door. because you need to be loved by someone. you have seasoned them for the wolf. burned their childhood into a fantasy. it__ going to take a third of their lives. all the courage. from their cells to their hair. to learn the alchemetic formula that turns that kind of betrayal. a demothering. soft. liveable. _ before you get that key made

my mother gave me islam.my father gave me the god of absence.and here i am.a religion made of myself.

Desire is the kind of thing thateats youandleaves you starving.

If someone does not want me it is not the end of the world. But if I do not want me, the world is nothing but endings.

we are houses eaten by rivers because we do not know their smell.