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Things I'd like to maybe start a Kickstarter for:

A big bed of sesame seeds build in a storefront window, whose window is covered in reflective paper, in which I can lay down to rest my wear bones for a bit and napsnack my way back out into the world cocoon style.
Visa fees for every Muslim in the world to come to the US mostly because it would be way more peaceful likely although we'd have to have a conversation about the necessity of bacon.
Someone who is paid CEO-level salary + great bennies just to follow me around (union workday hours is cool) and run my feet and legs and shoulders and hands and back and basically all of my body parts as needed like always.
Honeybee husbandry.
Mandatory, heavily stipended coursework for the entire western world on gaining an understanding of, and the language for, a real conversation on race, class, culture, gender, history, and the end of capital. With cookies and juice.
That orgasm machine from that Woody Allen movie from when he made funny movies before he was a known sexual predator. I don't know that I need to raise funds for mass production. I basically just need one and a backup.
One more orgasm machine to rent-out by the minute because then I'd never have to crowdfund anything ever again.
An American Truth & Reconciliation Commission. Televised live with social media access points ala periscope, twitter, etc.
Basically just more cats.

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Portland, Ore. 16.9.16 :: Beneath the fractured light of a harvest moon eclipse, black|bodies descend into PICA's Time Based Art Festival and radiate poetry/light.

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Now Gramming:

more than a feeling

Squirrels are legit in the running for the greatest among us. This dude was stealing pancakes from the student union like bawse and I’m not even mad. #thsw

One thing that happens when I get to spend time with my beautiful long-long-time famous-ass #writer friends is that I can get a little sad about things like access and trauma and what the lack of and excess all the time and work and possibility and magic they steal from a body/mind/life. I’m so glad to be here, present, now. Tomorrow may crush me. But it may not. Even if it wins, I didn’t lose. Because I had today. And yesterday. And maybe even tomorrow. And also @lidiamiles — and her truth telling beauty — who is the nourishing mirror I only hope we can all be for her. Because gratitude. As fuck. Always.

YOU GET A BOOK! YOU GET A BOOK! EVERY BODY GETS A BOOK OF #POEMS! Because they’ve trusted me with theirs. And it’s my honor. 🙌🏾❤️🙌🏾 #thsw

I mean ... the #THSW audience was so fine I had to take a selfie! Thanks for the outrageous love y’all. What a week of magic.

Now Tweeting:

RT @SheIsImaniB: My name is Imani & I’m a Black American Muslim writer published in @glamourmag @thepointsguy @washingtonpost & many… https://t.co/UU8bLfWPEB
about 2 hours ago
Oof — Same. 😬 https://t.co/HPcsvPXFyG
about 14 hours ago
Srsly me this summer: https://t.co/b3byUqboil
about 23 hours ago
VERILY I SAY! https://t.co/a2kgPx83j1
about 2 days ago
RT @OsmanLadan: Chicago, 2011. Man yells from across street: “Hey, you fucking Somali! Go back to Africa!” I applauded and said: “B… https://t.co/qSccy2DWv5
about 2 days ago

Lighting up the night on Broadway!

What a great night.

January 25, 2016

Thanks to Poets on Broadway, Kevin Craft, David Biespiel, and the folks at Antoinette Hatfield Hall--and EVERYONE who came out tonight! What fun. What good times. What great drinks. What poetry. #swoon