1975-2024. descansa en poder dear one. (cross-posted to IG).

Quotes/references:

• “There’s nothing new / under the sun / but there are new suns” is an unpublished quote from Octavia E. Butler
• There’re also oblique references/riffs to Butler’s “The destiny of Earthseed / is to take root among the stars,” Rumi’s “The wound is the place where the light enters you,” and Anzaldúa’s essay title “How to Tame a Wild Tongue”
• There’s an abridged quote from Darshan: “Big love to all [the] divas, homies, misfits, radicals, lovers, dreamers, and children of this world on fire…”

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The call is coming from inside of me, / where this world has broken my heart, and / where the warmth of other suns seeps in, and I / cannot stay. the water, and the land, and the seeds, and the frogs / are calling for me, and I / must go and leave this place. / do not fear, butterflies will rest upon my footprints, seeds will shake loose from my clothes and take root. / octavia said, “there’s nothing new under the sun / but there are new suns,” and we will grow beneath them. I / go ahead, back to the wellspring, the fountainhead of stars. / do not fear, I will be on the breeze, upon a guiding palm, I am going ahead, ways uncrossing.

The future is alight in my heart, a rainbow that refracts, recreates, reclaims: / we are a thousand drops of water, and / we will topple death machines, pull it out with the tide, and walk / upon the shore once more. even the guns / are dreaming of a better world. even the earth / is dreaming of no more strange fruits. only an abundance of life, / our planet a riot in outer space. we party so hard, our rhythm is a beacon to alien life: c’mon over, let us share.

every child is cared for by constellations, a family is a polycule of stars / our tongues run wild, our imaginations stampede out / into the horizon where borders have no meaning, and we travel as freely as the wind and the sea. / time is a currency, love is a current, / a wave bending time itself. our future, your past, my present.

the future is calling, and each of us is a seed, and I / am here dancing, ten toes down, radical divas, homies, dreamers, lovers, we are / here. I see it, and it is so beautiful.

we will make it so.