Angel

“Return whole, my children, your eyes a constellation of stars. Full of the knowledge that I love you, that we are what we carry—the years, the nights, and the seconds, and all the spaces in between. It flows through us, flows from within us. This love cannot be stopped. It grows—and it must be free. The time to dream is a sacred thing, Trell. It heals, lifts us up. Ola, every child, not just my own, needs it. Our world demands it. You’ve got to dream a future before you can build a future. Together, let us begin this dreaming awake.”
― Janelle Monáe, The Memory Librarian and Other Stories of Dirty Computer

“even in paradise
i dream you are
coming love
to resurrect me
to save me from decay
and lead me home”
― bell hooks, When Angels Speak of Love

“The first thing God made is love
then comes blood
and the thirst for blood”
― George Seferis

“i’m a poet who writes in english come to share the worlds witchu”
― Ntozake Shange, for colored girls who have considered suicide/when the rainbow is enuf