May the dryness of your throat whistle your infant song through you May the overwhelming vacuum of you Surround you

May you hear May the rumble of your stomach call your spirit from its empty journey May you feel May your muscles quake and wrench into all the ache at once May you wake up May you be jarred by your reflection

May sensory deprivation Deprive you Of bypassing your senses

May stillness blanket you. May your hair fall away from you in grief.

May words fall silent in your proximity May birdsong wait for you to pass May light bounce away from your eyes May no breeze caress your ears May oxygen stretch to thinness Around you.

May every animal seek safety from you May every drop of water leap from your lips May every plant release phytotoxin and thorn against your tongue May no tree inhale your breath May no mountain allow you near May every mushroom tell Its cousins About you.

🧊: May your families seek protection from you May your children know never to trust you May your mothers find new children to pass ancestral gifts on to May your fathers grieve the loss of your spirits May your siblings find enough in each other Without you.

Collab 🧇 W A F F L E 🧇 ! Inspired by fire, A and I have come together to create: 🎁An XL Ribbon Hoodie 🛍️And a pair of Beaded Earrings for you to win :) Good luck friends, and miigwech for your support! $5 entry; see A’s post for details 🔥🔥🔥

Boozhoo friends. Today, some of my words were published in the Chapter House Journal summer issue, BREATHWORK/GRIEFWORK: The Rumbling Inside, The Ground Underneath. I’d love for you to read them 💚🌱 Read my story here: chjournal.com/jennifer-gou...

So, amidst all of the activity at my camp, I quietly did a thing 🌱 These words are displayed as part of a climate futures exhibit hosted by Manufactured Ecosystems at the University of Guelph in Ontario. 1/4 #landback

Happening at the camp! 💚🌱🌌

Forgot to share this last night but this is happening today 💻🔌🛜☀️🌓

Today at the camp 🌓🪡🌌 should be fun!

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This week’s platform 🐘 Find me here: mastodon.social/@ambewiisinin

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This week’s new platform ☕️ Find me here: cara.app/ambewiisinin

Zoom is being gross. Say no 😷 1/2

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“Settler time dies when we stop imagining its futures and histories. Indigenous cycles of existence continue. One path ends so others can proceed.

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“This laughter at the absurdity of it all brought a mad reckless optimism every revolution needs. This wasn’t just a threat to the prison. It was a threat to everything. Laughter was the means by which everything could change.” - Kafka’s Last Laugh, Vagabond

“However, they refuse a voyeuristic obsession with tragedy as the ultimate possible contribution of Native literatures to the broader field…

But shoulder to shoulder, resurge and alight invert that noise, compressing it into a quiet, darkened canvas for imaginings of an Indigenous future to whisper into.

“In the end, we endured as we always have. Like the petroglyphs of frogs and birds etched in boulders along our rivers. We endured.” - Sordidez, E.G. Condé

“But this membrane is an illusion—a lie, even. For Afrofuturists like Monáe, the fantasy helps us face reality in order to transform it. Her narratives, characters, and emotions stage an unavoidable confrontation with the racial organization of our social order.”

“Willa turned all this over in her mind. “So around then we made big changes to the energy mix.” “Not exactly.” “No?” Willa was flabbergasted.

“…Monáe’s Afrofuturism rewires our understanding of the relationship between utopian and dystopian speculation.” - Janelle Monáe’s Queer Afrofuturism, Hassler-Forest

“I had this event where I told the person, “𝖨 𝖼𝖺𝗇’𝗍 𝖺𝖿𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗋𝗒 𝖿𝖾𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇𝗍, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝖨 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗇𝖽.” They told me that if I volunteered for a couple of hours and paid half the entry fee, then I could come. I was like, “𝖲𝗈, 𝘐’𝘮 𝗉𝖺𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝗍𝗈 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗄?” “ - Van Binfa

Gifting is medicine 🏹🌈

“I 𝗋𝖾𝗆𝖾𝗆𝖻𝖾𝗋 𝖺 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗋𝖾𝗌 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝖼𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗂𝗆𝖺𝗀𝗂𝗇𝖾. A𝗇𝖽 𝗂𝖿 𝗂𝗍 𝖽𝗂𝖽𝗇’𝗍 𝗌𝖾𝗅𝗅 𝖻𝗒 𝖺 𝖼𝖾𝗋𝗍𝖺𝗂𝗇 𝖽𝖺𝗍𝖾, 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘸 𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺.” - A Séance in the Anthropocene, Abigail Larkin

Hearing poetry in Native spaces, IN Native voices 🌑🔥 holding those words is medicine

retelling our old stories and creating our new ones is resistance.

“Though written about extensively, the basket has often been of interest as an anthropological rather than a literary object—much like Native nonfiction.” - Exquisite Vessels, Elissa Washuta + Theresa Warburton

Hahaha I just found a note to myself about one of my stories and I’d originally planned to have a character punch another character, and now I want to include that but I already submitted it. It’s funnier knowing that the character doing the punching is a tree 🥊 #landback

The Aunties have landed! 🪶🛸🌈 #indigenousfuturism