These five haikus move through identity, longing, self-possession, and becoming—offering quiet but piercing reminders about patience, boundaries, worth, and the sacred labor of naming oneself whole.
These five haikus move through identity, longing, self-possession, and becoming—offering quiet but piercing reminders about patience, boundaries, worth, and the sacred labor of naming oneself whole.

These five haikus move through identity, longing, self-possession, and becoming—offering quiet but piercing reminders about patience, boundaries, worth, and the sacred labor of naming oneself whole.

A note from adrienne maree brown: Mwende Katwiwa, based in New Orleans and Kenya, makes clothing from gathered textiles, and poems that open the heart. Mwende works with young people to pull their poetry forward.
study the tides of
the ocean shored by your skin
each ripple each wave
know not all water
is meant to quench dry throats or
to be waded through
know not everything
that is left in the waters
is an offering
don’t force what won’t come
what is for you is either
coming or waiting
closed mouths (and full ones) don’t get fed
ask for what you need
ready yourself to receive
as well as release
i been wrong…and still
wrong ain’t never been my name
pronounce me correct
pronounce me (w)hol(l)y
won’t answer to all i’m called
act accordingly
train your timid tongues
sound out all my syllables
i been a mouthful
because you were both
the cost and the one who paid
a terrible price
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