Kwanzaa

  7 days. 7 candles. Lit wicks illuminate 7 different ways to burn and unlearn our miseducation until 7 sparks, dance together as 7 individual lights, offering 7 opportunities to re-ignite and re-learn the misplaced mathematics of our ancestors:  The Ancient Ibo taught that 3 was masculine, 4 was feminine, and the combined sum 7 … Continue reading →

Perhaps,

this season of naked ice and white death as brilliant as snow angels smeared beneath manipulated beauty is a happy lie lingering over haunted holiday streets like translucent winter screams bleeding through the smooth fermented poetry of life; but we love the cool idea of fluff and speaking in the velvet rhythm of a smoke … Continue reading →