Kanika.Ess

madriche: kyssthis16: Boom, bitch. Mooz-Lum is such an...

Wed, 13 Mar 2013 19:18:35 -0400

kyssthis16:

Boom, bitch.

Mooz-Lum is such an underrated movie… I wonder why

Coming into my own

Sat, 27 Oct 2012 07:27:11 -0400

There’s a tasty, satiating type of freedom I felt I promise you, when I came into the full knowledge of myself, the scope of my strength and pending victories, the acceptance of my path, the interpretation of my pitfalls, the celebration of my own contribution to this world and the amalgam of experiences that have made and continue to make me the raging storm of love, expression and challenge I was destined to be.

I am hurricane and rose petal all at the same time, and finally okay with that: the now sweet-smelling debris I left behind and the dust that’s created a film on my skin. I feel accomplished and free. #randomrumination

where are u from kanika ess

Sat, 27 Oct 2012 07:24:48 -0400

Born and bred in East london, Ghanaian mother, Jamaican father. African in totality, with a tinge of Brit - unfortunately, fortnately or clearly.

inheritance

Tue, 11 Sep 2012 10:21:46 -0400

warsanshire:

Where did you get those big eyes?

My mother.

And where did you get those lips?

My mother.

And the loneliness?

My mother.

And that broken heart?

My mother.

And the absence, where did you get that?

My father.

"The truth does not change according to our ability to stomach it."

Mon, 10 Sep 2012 09:32:01 -0400

“The truth does not change according to our ability to stomach it.”

- Flannery O’Connor (via kari-shma)

queennubian: blackandkillingit: This is the new African style...

Mon, 03 Sep 2012 23:40:41 -0400

queennubian:

blackandkillingit:

This is the new African style called “OLEKU” hope u guys like our pic…tnx

the babies!!!

howtobeterrell: Rebloggable

Wed, 29 Aug 2012 04:11:50 -0400

howtobeterrell:

Rebloggable

youngbadmanbrown: hamburgerjack: bankuei: theuppitynegras: Ge...

Wed, 29 Aug 2012 03:54:41 -0400

youngbadmanbrown:

hamburgerjack:

bankuei:

theuppitynegras:

Gee I don’t know? Should I be arrested if I took some of the Queen’s shit?

1. That there even is a debate.

2. That they can openly admit, STOLEN.

3. And who claims civilization? Who claims to be the source of wealth?

And this just takes me back to the person who popped up on a post like this before talking about it’s better in the hands of the thieves, the folks who stole the shit, because they weren’t doing anything with it anyway

These motherfuckers.

Watch me walk in Buckinham palace and steal some of that finery the Queen ain’t even seen in years

“BUT THEY WEREN’T USING IT”

warsanshire: VIDEO PREMIERE. today i found an unexpected email...

Mon, 27 Aug 2012 11:16:14 -0400

warsanshire:

VIDEO PREMIERE.

today i found an unexpected email from a beautiful stranger named christine mehr. she created this short film to my poem ‘for women who are difficult to love’. the world is bulging with gentle stunning spirits. so grateful that they find me and share themselves. and in turn i share with you.

video - christine mehr

cello - zoe keating

poetry - warsan shire

africanrelic: jheneaiko: ” he does not need punishment; he...

Mon, 27 Aug 2012 11:01:39 -0400

africanrelic:

jheneaiko:

” he does not need punishment; he needs help “

So relevant rn

Photo

Tue, 21 Aug 2012 19:05:12 -0400

"leaving is not enough; you must stay gone. train your heart like a dog. change the locks even on..."

Tue, 21 Aug 2012 16:31:17 -0400

“leaving is not enough; you must
stay gone. train your heart
like a dog. change the locks
even on the house he’s never
visited. you lucky, lucky girl.
you have an apartment
just your size. a bathtub
full of tea. a heart the size
of Arizona, but not nearly
so arid. don’t wish away
your cracked past, your
crooked toes, your problems
are papier mache puppets
you made or bought because the vendor
at the market was so compelling you just
had to have them. you had to have him.
and you did. and now you pull down
the bridge between your houses,
you make him call before
he visits, you take a lover
for granted, you take
a lover who looks at you
like maybe you are magic. make
the first bottle you consume
in this place a relic. place it
on whatever altar you fashion
with a knife and five cranberries.
don’t lose too much weight.
stupid girls are always trying
to disappear as revenge. and you
are not stupid. you loved a man
with more hands than a parade
of beggars, and here you stand. heart
like a four-poster bed. heart like a canvas.
heart leaking something so strong
they can smell it in the street.”

- “Frida Kahlo to Marty McConnell”

by: Marty McConnell

(via ocean-walli)

nailahny: my girl solange

Sun, 19 Aug 2012 10:05:24 -0400

nailahny:

my girl solange

ruinedchildhood: Black Kid Sits Alone On A Piece Of Shit...

Sat, 18 Aug 2012 08:12:00 -0400

ruinedchildhood:

Black Kid Sits Alone On A Piece Of Shit Chair ?

the dog even got a chair…

.Value

Sat, 18 Aug 2012 04:19:27 -0400

Take take take. If you don’t add to the lives of those around you, deepen the meaning of leverage in their lives, you’re a leech son, nothing but a leech.

"We tend to judge others by their behaviour and ourselves by our intentions."

Sat, 18 Aug 2012 04:09:16 -0400

“We tend to judge others by their behaviour and ourselves by our intentions.”

- Albert F. Schlieder (via loveyourchaos)

"‎Didn’t take an MFA? You didn’t do anything wrong. Took 11 years to write your first book? You..."

Sat, 18 Aug 2012 04:07:26 -0400

“‎Didn’t take an MFA? You didn’t do anything wrong. Took 11 years to write your first book? You didn’t do anything wrong. Don’t feel like writing about your family? You didn’t do anything wrong. Feel like writing about your family? You didn’t do anything wrong. Want to write about Asians? You didn’t do anything wrong. They keep trying to tell us we did fucking something wrong. You’re an artist. How could you do anything fucking wrong”

- Junot Diaz (via murdermetonymy)

.The evening will go like this:

Fri, 17 Aug 2012 19:38:37 -0400

Me in the cleft of his neck, kissing his goatee.
Nuzzling like I will sleep, but not daring to for want of him.
Supermalt, smirnoff, rose.
A film - hopefully completed. (Who knows what the drink might do?)
Laughs, giggles.
Tears. (He goes away this week)
Kisses.
Deeper ones.
A flailing of hands.
All over bodies.
Tenderness.
More tears. (My heart will go with him)
Me being carried to my room.
A joint prayer.
A kiss on the forehead.
‘I love you’ whispered.
Sweet slumber.

And if I am able, I will show you the pictures.

18-15n-77-30w: oneflyynigerian: this idea is central in my...

Fri, 17 Aug 2012 19:32:05 -0400

18-15n-77-30w:

oneflyynigerian:

this idea is central in my life

18° 15’ N, 77° 30’ W

Photo

Fri, 17 Aug 2012 19:31:27 -0400