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Our Millennial Poets convey their perspectives of how they see the world around them. Wordsmiths and relational messages can be found in these artists work. Read their art now.

"For the Love of Pink" by KRF

Non-Fiction Essay

It was in fashion magazines, or perhaps thrifting, that I truly found my love for pink. I had my first thrift haul at ½ Off Wednesday’s and found various shades of pink in blouses and blazers. All of which were on my back-to-school shopping list of course, but this could be where the obsession started. The pink beast that lay dormant in me waiting to fester.

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UnLYSHed

Read about author and poet UnLYSHed, and the soul behind her artwork.

Vinyle: Contemporary Literature

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Bearfootx

Come only in peace to the Bear

"My work expresses the full honest life of an aboriginal man living in a corrupt system; which has left a generation of beautiful beings to not only heal themselves, but the world we’re living in. My art shows the duality of life --the ups and downs-- while taking a hard look in the mirror of my own reflection to make sure I’m becoming my best self everyday." - Bearfootx

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Bare in Years

{Poem} 

For the first time in years 

I cried, happiness with tears 

I never thought in a lifetime I’d be facing my fears

Up against my own peers 

For the first time in years

The spotlight on bear 

People aware, paid attention they care ‘bout every word out my mouth like king, why was you scared?

 

For the first time in years

My emotions out in the air 

Like who cares they're right there 

It’s ok to be bare

The Sunflower Project by UnLYSHed

"my soul is my late night cleansing cries and my laughter as the sun strokes my skin - it is my desperation and my confidence." -UnLYSHed

UnLYShed

How Does Your Artwork Express Your Soul?

We asked UnLYSHed, here's what she has to say. . .

"[. . .] my soul is searching. for the eye of the storm - the place that God is; that knows that He is the Key to the calm. that if He would just speak it - the storm of confliction would be no more. my writings - my poetry - moan of the storm. of the more beautiful, seemingly pleasant showers and then of the fierce and devastating squall before the flood. my pen is honest, thorough, penetrating and authentic. . ."- UnLYSHed

Nailah Herbert

"My soul is natural, expressive, and soft. I feel like every poem expresses my thoughts and feelings so beautifully. I come from a lineage of writers. My mother writes, and she recently published her first book about self-love."

Poetry

The Teachings of Poetry
Poetry has taught me to be free,
To be completely me,
Poetry told me, “Don’t worry about this or that.”
Poetry whispered in my ear and said,
“Don’t worry at all. My darling when you write it out you will feel calm, at ease, at
peace.”
I am happy that poetry came into my life and swept me off my feet.
At such an early age, I realized a pen has power.
The pen can curate my dreams and boost my self-esteem.
Poetry said to me, “With me you can never be wrong and I will never lead you astray.”
I told Poetry, “I love you and I am glad you love me too.”
When I write I can be myself,
I can be what God made me to be.
I have no specific reason as to why I am who I am
But through the pen I can figure it out

Think it through
Let it sink in
And I can shine in my truest form
I can never go wrong with poetry.
I write what I feel,
I write what I can’t say,
I write about the feelings of each day,
The pen has healed me
The paper renews me
Through my poems I can feel a new me.

Nailah H.

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Nailah Herbert

Read about Nailah Herbert and the soul behind her artwork.

A Letter to My Womb
I have not been a good friend to my womb.
For that, I apologize.
I didn’t know that I was allowed to be her friend,
I didn’t know that she was mine.
I barely knew her name and who am I to place blame?
I thank God for the spiritual alignment.
A lot of time has passed and I didn’t realize I was declining.
My health, spirit, thoughts, and words.
I pray to have a higher power and the Lord I will go to first.
I’m learning to love me, all of me, my womb included.
I can’t go on looking foolish.
I am not embarrassed if the world looks at me crazy.
I’d be embarrassed if I knew better and still made a decision not to do better.
I vow to allow God to reveal my destiny.
Even if the work is hard.
I must make sacrifices to become better.
The version of me God already had in his mind.
An image created by man I will never be.
From here on out I vow to befriend my womb and make peace within myself so that I
can make peace with her.
This letter is to my womb, whom I love dearly.

BMHM

 

What about the destruction of the Black mind?

Do we deny it’s reality?

Or call it fate?

Of the history of an abusive father

Or trauma from date rape.

 

Do we douse it’s remnants in alcohol or blood?

Or rewind time so their will be none.

 

Maybe we leave it alone,

and let time tell.

But if we did that,

we all know full well...

-KRF

Booty Cheeks

"FREE PUssy"

KRF-“Free Pussy”

 

Woah to the days, 

where pussy was detained.

 

Ostracized for sexual experiments,

Labeled worn due to mileage, 

Shackled under unequal terms of endearment, 

 

Pussy is the law to no man’s land. 

 

My pussy is my own. 

I carry my own chains 

I lock her when I please 

 

 

In Need of You

by Nailah Herbert


Be refreshed,

in everything that you do,

in everything within you

Generous in giving,

Loving in action,

Black America is in need,

Continue to look upon your black

brothers and sisters as equal,

We all are becoming in the coming,

The light that shines in you is the same

light that dwells in others,

The same light that led the way for centuries,

Traveling down the path with a twinkle of brightness,

The twinkle of faith,

The same legs that help you walk on the soil…

that is not ours,

Our roots are not planted here,

Our freedom had always been a fight for liberation,

In the steady war with the oppressor,

Continue to believe in the identity that you create for yourself,

However you define yourself is the image of your brother and sister,

By becoming your best self,

You continue to help transform the lives around you,

Create a purpose for yourself,

Set a goal to accomplish and you will see the fruits of your labor,

The gleam of the star that has been stamped on your spirit centuries ago,

We are in need of a better America,

a better justice system,

better people,

a better you.