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Kendra Bozarth
Kendra Bozarth

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Mother’s Day Eve

a poem for the Black mamas and their stolen babies

5d ago
Mother’s Day Eve
Mother’s Day Eve
5d ago

What Are You Doing With That?

This is a poem on daydreams and love and ease and grief and darkness and hiding. On hope and peace.

Feb 22, 2023
Feb 22, 2023

There isn’t a lack of knowing

Black lives matter, but not to police. America is a constant demonstration of horrific violence against Black life.

Jan 27, 2023
Jan 27, 2023

abolishing the constraints on our collective imagination with Tracey Corder

crossposted from the Black Women Know Best newsletter.

Jan 8, 2023
A sketch of two femme-presenting people embracing among flames and flowers—all in bright/neon colors, including pink, yellow, orange, green. Above them it reads: “Remember to imagine + craft the worlds you cannot live without just as you dismantle the ones you cannot live within.” —Ruha Benjamin
A sketch of two femme-presenting people embracing among flames and flowers—all in bright/neon colors, including pink, yellow, orange, green. Above them it reads: “Remember to imagine + craft the worlds you cannot live without just as you dismantle the ones you cannot live within.” —Ruha Benjamin
Jan 8, 2023

I Am Swimming Into A New Year

This poem by Kendra Bozarth is borne from “i am running into a new year” by Lucille Clifton; it speaks to letting go and resetting anew.

Dec 31, 2022
Dec 31, 2022

Something Is Beginning

Inspired by a verse in adrienne maree brown’s “something is ending,” this poem by Kendra Bozarth speaks to eternal (un)learning.

Dec 27, 2022
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Dec 27, 2022
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Conveyance

This is a poem by Kendra Bozarth about moving through recovery and making peace with yourself.

Oct 15, 2022
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Oct 15, 2022
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Shaken

Going, going, gone Swallowing the chaos of it all, then swallowing the spirits to float away

Aug 7, 2022
Aug 7, 2022

Impermanence

Change just happened It just happened again And again And again And again

Jul 24, 2022
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Jul 24, 2022
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Beginnings During Endings

Closed into myself Closed into my shell Aching to be open Aching when I open

Jul 19, 2022
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A sunflower stands before a field of sunflowers, blurred behind it.
A sunflower stands before a field of sunflowers, blurred behind it.
Jul 19, 2022
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