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Rashid White

Mentor, Coach, and Consultant focusing on liberation of minds through radical self-love & acceptance through interpersonal reflection. Join & Journey with me!

Poetry & Tales

Teenager feels alone—no father at homeA ripple in a tideless void still searching forA solution— Teenager wonder what guidance through exponentialFluxes in testosterone looks...

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I pray you get back together again.  I pray that your toxic thoughts in your mind don’t pollute you any  further.  I pray you...

Poetry & Tales

The day will come when you realise the code hidden in my hands. I’m fearful.  I wonder if you have already noticed. I message...

Poetry & Tales

Roses are red, violets are blue,I’m just saying these things toget a smile out of you. I’m optimistic of the truths in this world...

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You will never know how much you annoy meKind of like your hair—frizzy and complicated—its complicated I know. Desperation isn’t a good look for...

Poetry & Tales

Fumes of what were once familyLive within this frame— not allGrave diggers architect robberies Mornings begin with the removalOf the outer crust, an oceanic...

Poetry & Tales

Where I’m from my ancestors taught me how to water bend.We took refuge in the rivers of the James before Columbushad consent to middle...

Poetry & Tales

You will never know how much you annoy meKind of like your hair—frizzy and complicated—it’s complicated, I know. Desperation isn’t a good look for...

Poetry & Tales

I offer you this hand in your peace and your calamity. Here is my hand. Here is me. – Rashid white Drifting If we...

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When my eyelids can no longer hold themselvesaccountable I see you in my rem state. I have spenteons journeying through the elapsed time of...

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I used to measure the inches of space between the two of you.When you hugged… when you laid together. I remember sacrifices made for...

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Dear Reader, I want to share an epiphany I had last week. I’m scarred but no longer wounded. In life, We all grow from...

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God. If I am lucky. One day someone will like to understand my story.Won’t be intimidated by trying to learn me.I don’t like disappointments....

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After our revolution there will begarden beds as tributes to us. Dormant seeds will sprout in response to our glow.This is how yellow dwarf...

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For the first time in 4 years, when I crossed the threshold of a doorframe.I feel a little less targeted. A little less outcast....

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When I am gone, let my spirit roam free.I’ll illuminate the sky.Cherish a memory and let’s celebrate.Let’s smile, let’s cook, let’s talk, let’s dance,...

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I be Idlewild—3000 Throwback mountains ofHip-Hop, Latin Quicksteps, Stepping, instructional dances,irregular heartbeats. I pulse things. By daytime I am your protagonistIn twilight hours… your...

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“When I talk about flesh, what I mean is that I want for mywords to be touched gently, as if you had never seen...

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When the Cast Iron Speaks… you will knowall crops aren’t created equal. Seeds hereare sacred… a culmination of intentional manicuredblueprints for ancestorial pow wows....

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The dates have read like obituaries,Lost in the confusion of limbo… WeHave been forced to face mirrors weNever knew existed. Jobs… depleted…Bodies dismembered from...

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I have a Question: What’s Black?  Answer: Black beside-eyes trailing  You just walk down the street.  Black be the innovators that trailblaze  Without the recognition...

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I’ll take a Venti Medicine Ball,Make sure to give me2 agave syrups, 3 honeys,let that sit in the hot water—half filled—with a Defense Up,Comfort,...

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