Being A Girl: A Brief Personal History of Violence

Damn.

The Belle Jar

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I am six. My babysitter’s son, who is five but a whole head taller than me, likes to show me his penis. He does it when his mother isn’t looking. One time when I tell him not to, he holds me down and puts penis on my arm. I bite his shoulder, hard. He starts crying, pulls up his pants and runs upstairs to tell his mother that I bit him. I’m too embarrassed to tell anyone about the penis part, so they all just think I bit him for no reason.

I get in trouble first at the babysitter’s house, then later at home.

The next time the babysitter’s son tries to show me his penis, I don’t fight back because I don’t want to get in trouble.

One day I tell the babysitter what her son does, she tells me that he’s just a little boy, he doesn’t know…

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On Getting Punched On The Head By Some Random Dude

Hello! I’m back, sort of. Sharing this story online because my mom wanted more people to know that this can happen and it might help you become more aware of your surroundings. (She wants this to go viral. She’s social media savvy now, so cute.)  Continue reading “On Getting Punched On The Head By Some Random Dude”

Rise Up ( A piece for Climate Rhythms: Rock The Road Towards Climate Action)

Photo by Zuela Herrera
Photo by Zuela Herrera

Yesterday, We had the privilege of performing for Climate Rhythms: Rock The Road Towards Climate Action along with a lot of different musicians and poets. It was such a beautiful experience having artists from different genres and people from all walks of life come together for a great cause. Thank you to Alliance Francaise de Manille, Dakila (especially to Cha Roque for reaching out to us for this. Labyu beh.), Jam 88.3, and the National Parks and Development Committee for organizing this event.

To find out more about this cause and what you can do to help, visit: http://www.ambafrance-ph.org/COP21-The-Road-to-Paris-Starts-in-Manila-2881
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F*ck That: A Guided Meditation

“Those assholes can’t piss all over a purity like this.”

I haven’t written anything in a while. There’s been a lot going on and haven’t really been able to regain my bearings just yet but I’m getting there. I’m getting there.

A great friend shared this video with me earlier and I found it so beautiful I felt like I needed to share it with y’all. If you are very sensitive about language, don’t watch the video.

“Breathe in strength, breathe out bullshit.”

One step at a time. One step at a time.

Spoken Word Artists That Have No Chill: Sarah Kay

Today, I’m going to start a new series in this blog called “Spoken Word Artists That Have No Chill”. A series where I fangirl over spoken word poets. I’ll be featuring spoken word artists that I admire for their work (just to be clear, friends. :P) and new ones I’ve just discovered and wanna share, so this series is basically going feature everybody that I know of and will hopefully discover in the future. HAHAHA.

Choosing the first artist to be featured for this series was quite difficult because there just SO MANY to choose from and I want to feature them all, but big thanks to YouTube because now getting to know new artists and their work is so much easier. So I’m gonna go back to the first time I got hooked on spoken word poetry. Continue reading “Spoken Word Artists That Have No Chill: Sarah Kay”