I wonder how far back we’ll have to remember,
to re-member ourselves as people who
co-create futures that
How many thousands of years ago
was it that we
were aligned with
the wisdom of
When culture was rooted in the knowing
that intersectionality and
essential for true living?
I see blue skies this morning,
I hear birds singing.
My heart celebrates
this show of life, and
the heart nausea that
comes every time
another person who is killed by police
will not be ignored.
Life and death, this is nature. But
white supremacy is
born from something something different.
How long will it take for us to re-member ourselves?
What is being re-membered, right now:
hearts open, eyes open, with the taste
of blood on our tongue?