Do you ever just like flex your foot wrong and it cramps and you’re just like this is it, this is how it ends
Poems are written and absorbed, silently and aloud, in prisons, in prairie kitchens, urban basement workshops, branch libraries, battered women’s shelters, homeless shelters, offices, a public hospital for disabled people, an HIV support group. A poet can be born in a house with empty bookshelves. Sooner or later, s/he will need books."
— Adrienne Rich, What Is Found There: Notebooks on Poetry and Politics, 1994. (via insufficientmind)
Jay Smooth in his TED speech “how I learned to stop worrying and love discussing race” (via tropicanastasia)
Jay Smooth almost always a reblog
Dude nailed it. We all need to work at being good. Even if we think we are.
This applies to so much