Writing with Juliet Iwelunmor

If you ask, I’ll say freedom, dreams, failure, perseverance, love, community, are the reasons why I do it, give names to the vision, my papa and Onyelo, plus mama, saw when they first named me, framed me, for things good.

Surrounded by light, we, bend,  break,  then build, dreams, ours now, theirs tomorrow,  we breathe in soft thoughts we  breathe out  blind spots  of ebony souls in the middle of  the night  whose arch  is as sublime as the brilliant moon.