Best of 2012 // December 31, 2012

Ode To Big Bones

I love Me enough for the both of us trust, it's just my Big thing.

In spite of your judgmental nature

and piercing words that define your stature

A Big coping-mechanism of sorts is to blame…

Something to best explain why your face contorts when I stand before you.

B I G

Maybe it's my size that intimidates you

My extreme curves and chocolate thighs

make you look twice and think your thoughts through.

Have you hypothesizing what it’d feel like

to be inside of my Big,

hypnotizing

mind & things ...

seems like you’ve got some Big explaining to do.

I know I’m far different from the image

depicted on the silver screen

A sliver of society’s magazine pin-up wet dream

Seems its proved to be problematic

You write my name with only what your eyes have seen

Automatic-ally

B I G

And even though its not my job to fill all your potholes & shit

I guess you assumed all my excess thick would do the trick…

But Big intellect is not wearable, honey.

Try that on for size.

The irony of a Big girl possessing more swag than you do is unbearable..

I know, it can’t be true.

And when my Big mouth met your open ears,

I know the depth of my Big vocabulary was too much for you to handle.

You play pretend like my Big presence doesn’t make you uncomfortable.

Like this room isn’t big enough for me, you & your chauvinistic ego

Little do you know, relationships they come, they go

But I still remain here…

Proudly

B I G

I despise the way you look at me as if your stare isn’t see-thru,

I know your story so well, I could recite it back to you.

If I had a nickel for every time I ran over a superficial so’n’so like you,

I’d have collected enough dimes to fill up the space occupied by this one-of-a-kind

behind, combined with enough residual to change your cadaverous mind into

appreciating Big beauty… Soak it up.

This post was part of our series "30 Days of Made: Love Yourself." Each day we released updates of videos, poetry, images, and original content, all based on the theme of loving yourself. Click the link to read more!

February 28, 2012

You ever fear your own greatness
ever become unsure of your ability before you have to perform
ever forget the words to your own song
ever forget a move to your own choreography

You ever believe you're beautiful
then look in the magazine and have a change of mind
ever look in the mirror and swear you are "the man"
then hear her talk about "her man"
and you begin to ask yourself questions

You ever get confident about knowing something
then find out you didn't really know anything at all
ever think about your thinking then suddenly
forget your thought

You ever write the list of things your going to do
then never do them
ever say you’re going to stop something
then tomorrow
you start it all over again

Or what about this…
you ever make a promise
then break it

Swear you’re gonna do better
then you don’t

Do you ever feel the need to stop
and
remember
that  you too
like the rest of us
are human

This post was part of our series "30 Days of Made: Love Yourself". Each day we released updates of videos, poetry, images, and original content, all based on the theme of loving yourself. Click the link to read more!

February 22, 2012

Hello Dream
Let’s get right to it
I've known you for a while now
and you’ve known me
forgive me for putting you off
never returning your calls
getting to busy for you
ignoring the thought of your involvement in my life
thinking you were too good for me
too big for me
and nearly too outlandish to ever be real

I have been your enemy
for years now
you've wanted to be my friend
I let fear break up our relationship
I let family doubt you
sigh
I even wrote about you
showed you to other people
but their disapproval drew us further apart
or so I let it

I got jobs in the meantime
filled my days doing tasks I hate
with people I don't like
and making money that will never amount to my worth
you would have never made me do that
In fact
while I was figuring out life
you maintained communication
you'd send me messages through commercials
and would have strangers talk about you in random conversations with me

I think you even prayed to God once
and asked him to disturb my sleep
so I can stay awake and have thoughts about you
don't worry, I'm not bitter about that

you're much better at consistency than I’ve ever been
you don't care what others have to say about us

you’ve never left me
and you never will
let’s try this again
I’ve grown up
thank you for waiting on me to come true

This post was part of our series "30 Days of Made: Love Yourself." Each day we released updates of videos, poetry, images, and original content, all based on the theme of loving yourself. Click the link to read more!

February 19, 2012

My heart, my heart

a precious thing,

my God, a fragile piece of me

you've placed beneath

a breast plate

of bone, while bones will break

to pay the price when pressed,

and lose the life locked in that breast,

you my Lord, a fortress, remain a source

when I am empty.

A safety for my heart,

I cannot sum the times

you've kept me.

When fear has sought

to lead me from depressed

to disappearing,

tempting to pull me low-like, slowly,

coddling my woes,

distanced me from knowing,

my God, you've held me home,

saved me close.

How could I go beyond you?

Your boundaries, unaccounted for,

my friend, you are eternal,

my father, forever a light you've been,

essential.

What is there left to feed me

when you are all in all?

The nourishment encouraging,

again and again I seek thee.

My soul stays full,

my life not left to chance,

beneath my breast plate,

a heart beats out a dance

not one of desperation,

but praise and thanking,

for you are that pledge

that I will not be left a life

worth less than living.

A chosen soul, this I know

for I am already breathing.

A daughter before you,

a human thing, thought broken

and broken, susceptible to wind,

but Lord you have raised me

to be like my father.

Remind me again, thou art

my armor,

behind which fragility

exists to show me my returns

to you be a thing fate-forged.

For this and nothing else

I can love you ever more,

for where my heart resides,

my heart, my Lord, is in yours.

This post was part of our series "30 Days of Made: Love Yourself." Each day we released updates of videos, poetry, images, and original content, all based on the theme of loving yourself. Click the link to read more!

February 13, 2012

Ode To Big Bones

I love Me enough for the both of us trust, it's just my Big thing.

In spite of your judgmental nature

and piercing words that define your stature

A Big coping-mechanism of sorts is to blame…

Something to best explain why your face contorts when I stand before you.

B I G

Maybe it's my size that intimidates you

My extreme curves and chocolate thighs

make you look twice and think your thoughts through.

Have you hypothesizing what it’d feel like

to be inside of my Big,

hypnotizing

mind & things ...

seems like you’ve got some Big explaining to do.

I know I’m far different from the image

depicted on the silver screen

A sliver of society’s magazine pin-up wet dream

Seems its proved to be problematic

You write my name with only what your eyes have seen

Automatic-ally

B I G

And even though its not my job to fill all your potholes & shit

I guess you assumed all my excess thick would do the trick…

But Big intellect is not wearable, honey.

Try that on for size.

The irony of a Big girl possessing more swag than you do is unbearable..

I know, it can’t be true.

And when my Big mouth met your open ears,

I know the depth of my Big vocabulary was too much for you to handle.

You play pretend like my Big presence doesn’t make you uncomfortable.

Like this room isn’t big enough for me, you & your chauvinistic ego

Little do you know, relationships they come, they go

But I still remain here…

Proudly

B I G

I despise the way you look at me as if your stare isn’t see-thru,

I know your story so well, I could recite it back to you.

If I had a nickel for every time I ran over a superficial so’n’so like you,

I’d have collected enough dimes to fill up the space occupied by this one-of-a-kind

behind, combined with enough residual to change your cadaverous mind into

appreciating Big beauty… Soak it up.

This post was part of our series "30 Days of Made: Love Yourself." Each day we released updates of videos, poetry, images, and original content, all based on the theme of loving yourself. Click the link to read more!

February 7, 2012

I'm by myself but for the first time not lonely
I left home and found comfort
There is freedom in being a stranger
Peace in listening to your own thoughts

The clutter is gone from my eyes
And for the first time the future is in my view
Those moments I used to live by have blossomed
Into whole lifetimes of possibilities
The world is bigger then I dreamed
And now my dreams are bigger than that world

I can't go back to that place
I can't shrink back down
To fit in that airless box
I am a stranger now
For the first time
The only one who knows who I am
Is me

There are more places I want to touch
More steps I want to take
More here, more there, more me
I can go home, but I can't go back
To the old me.

This article was part of our series "30 Days of Made: Love Yourself". Each day we released updates of videos, poetry, images, and original content, all based on the theme of loving yourself. Click the link to read more!