We Are Powerful Because We Have Survived

In The Recognition Of Loving Lies The Answer To Despair.

There Is No Hierarchy Of Oppressions

I Know The Anger Lies Inside Of Me Like I Know The Beat Of My Heart And The Taste Of My Spit. It Is Easier To Be Furious Than To Be Yearning. Easier To Crucify Myself In You Than To Take On The Threatening Universe Of Whiteness By Admitting That We Are Worth Wanting Each Other.

It Is Not Our Differences That Divide Us. It Is Our Inability To Recognize, Accept, And Celebrate Those Differences.

We Cannot Settle For The Pretenses Of Connection, Or For The Parodies Of Self-love.