"There is dirt
under my fingernails
and tread marks
across my heart,
if I could be saved
by anyone but myself
it would be you.
It is always you
with your unassuming
My lungs collapse
at the thought
My skin sings
at the possibility
of being touched by you."
"the land Jesus was born in is bein crucified | the land of milk and honey is drownin in blood | the devil is alive overseas - alive and kickin the hell outta Palestine."
by Suheir Hammad (Book: Born Palestinian, Born Black
"Why do I write? Cause I have to. Cause my voice, in all its dialects has been silenced too long. Cause women are still abused as naturally as breath. Peoples are still without land. Slavery exists, hunger persists and mothers cry. My mother cries. Those are reasons enough, but there are so many more."
Suheir Hammad, author’s preface “Born Palestinian, Born Black”
one of the most beautifully said explanations for the power/ use of writing
"If you’re ever lucky enough to find a girl who is a hopeless romantic with a dirty mind, you should hold onto that. Because she’ll be yours at two in the morning and at two in the afternoon the following day. She’ll kiss you where it hurts and until it hurts. And that’s important. Someone who not only knows how to turn you on but also knows how to treat you right is someone worth a little something… and a little more than usual."
"Oh, how people love to disappear from your life. Especially when you already got attached to them."