Converting my mum to feminism

I wish I could tell my mum about feminism I wish I could tell her to stop this sacrificing for the family shit It’s funny it hurts to bad It’s a fucking business Rolling out invested concern to others and not yourself I wish I could sit and tell her about this system called patriarchy…

How to partake in liberation politics and not peddle anti-blackness – a reminder to myself and other non-Black people of colour

I write this blog post mainly for myself and to check my own privilege when I participate in emancipatory politics, and for other non-Black people of colour like myself. A few months ago, maybe more, I watched ’12 years of a slave’ which inspired a poem called ‘Dear White people’. It was a poem to…

Terrorist or victim?

Claws tear away at the inside my ears Fresh flesh flow hot seems of angst, pain and tears The blood drawn from the emptiness Of a life lived, full of midnight bitterness The pillows and four walls Hear cries of an oesophagus’ screeching calls When will a new life shine bright? When can Afghanistan fly…

‘Acting white’ – Bounty and coconuts

I often hear this term ‘acting white’ being thrown about amongst people of a black or minority ethnic background (I will use people of colour or PoC from now on). Or the term ‘bounty’ or ‘coconut’ is used to describe PoC who in their words ‘act white’. These terms are pretty self-explanatory with a little…