Sitting in darkness to find light again. After being in survival mode for so long, finally starting to see the wins, through the winds of change. And changing my mind frame from victimizing to victorcizing everything that seems like it might be... attacking or coming against me. I looked up one day and even saw my clothes differently. Caked with memories of relationships that will never be... again. But if I throw them away, I'll have less to swing. And I think I'm okay with that. The old must pass away. The new is not here to stay. It comes and goes as it will, and as it may. And I still, must create space. For experiences that want to fill this place, With newness. Written By: Tiera Porter-House

✨Y’all did y’all’s thang for National Poetry Month and I was loving it. This past weeks number were consistent and here’s what it looks like.✨ Special Shout Out To Our TOP Three: @Naomie Thomas @Ericka Floyd @Michelle Cox Honorable Mentions: @Tierrah Nicole @GhoZT STorieZ @Laron Henderson @M. a. Dennis @Craven Smith @Antwion Shamar @Tiera Porter-House

Free Flow Friday Open Expression Create freely in response to the week. Any form. Any length. Any Topic. You Choose. Follow Momentum. Here’s My Offering: Good riddance to the good writtens... Engulfed in a good heart that's not made for survival... But for love, comfort, acknowledgement of your greatness between the falls... A hug that symbolizes trampolines to catch you after the fall... ......Watch the bounce back - A collection of different artworks to bless the hearsay before the sound-tracks... Negligence is a false pretense we lay to rest where we lounge at.... If thats not a funny sight to see u must be wearing the clown hat... ....innerstand that GhoZT STorieZ 👻 #luxintenebris #VillageHiddenInTheLight

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You’ve entered Aftertongue — the sacred space behind speech, where language stops performing and starts remembering. This is so much more than another group. It’s a resonance field for those who feel deeply and refuse to stay quiet about it. Here, your words will be met with recognition, not resistance. We gather to turn ache into artistry, silence into syntax, and truth into a shared ritual. Before you post, pause. Breathe. Say your name softly, like it’s a spell reclaiming its power. Then ask yourself: What does my voice need to remember today? That reflection is your Oath of Entry. There’s no right answer—only resonance. 🜂 When you’re ready, introduce yourself below: “I speak in Aftertongue because…” and let the sentence finish you. Welcome home to your own language. — Miss Lady #OathOfEntry #AftertongueInitiation #StayZen