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Started painting again. by @maldevisa

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8 days ago

Rogue wave in America- I think this is old. by @maldevisa

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8 days ago

Selling things for album purposes. Make an offer everything is like 18/20 or larger except for Eileen fisher sweater which is a medium. Instruments (I never use them) and they’re in great condition. by @maldevisa

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Wrote a poem the other day. The baby was asleep like she was praying! I was like “oh THIS baby gonna be a-ok” by @maldevisa

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Learned GarageBand kind of— should I finish this? by @maldevisa

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8 days ago

Highly blessed to be Celebrating Silent Barn on October 1st. Please come and celebrate w/ us NY @mutebenny @brooklynvegan by @maldevisa

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9 days ago

🤭 by @maldevisa

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13 days ago

They say thank you for the rain ! 🙏🏿⭐️ by @maldevisa

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19 days ago

This is why I don’t be on these sites…*kisses teeth* 😂😂😂 by @maldevisa

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20 days ago

Getting ready in the uber to the show a couple days ago. by @maldevisa

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20 days ago

I wrote an essay/poem/group of thoughts ………. It’s only a matter of time
Before you hate me

They did it to
Lauryn
They did it, locally…
They did it to Comerades
And Kanye
And Madonna
And prince
And Michael
They did it to grandpa
They did it to all the black comediennes
They did it to Chapelle, a black man with too much money and a full-bodied history of causing colored clothes to color
The wife beaters red and blue

But it hits hard in the valley
They ask me
How “big” I would like to be
And I say in unison with my tongue “would
YOU like to
Die like
Michael or prince?”
Honey not at all but give me them SAME 40 acres and that same mule.
I fight for what you were born with.

I want to take your hand and remind them where the word backlash came from…
That many eyes on one body start seething as they burn in the light of groupthink and you are soft spoken, darling but there are songs in you.

Shit, man. I wrote one album and came out of it on nearly 10 medications, god forbid I write an essay, god forbid I don’t date that man, or say no to a show in Arkansas for $200.
God forbid we say yes.
God forbid we say no.
They convinced me how crazy I was. ONE album. I kissed so many hands I got the meds down to one. Haldol. I’m a Black girl who takes meds for aggression living in a white town. In other words, can we help fit you for your muzzle, budding “stars”?

Where and who is the god for creatives?
Maybe God never finished that picture of man and so he punished those with big eyes, construing paintbrushes with old wheat. I don’t know who would want that? To be ridiculed at the precipice of the very same bravery we are taught to have when we are the tallest, fattest, blackest, palest, most Asian, most Mexican, most queer ones in preschool. Cheer you on. Feed you to a wolf named art.

We won a small fight.
And gained bruises and vices that are not sins of our own.

Valley of tender
Ears
Eager
To
Know and hear the world breaking open
Break open, by your lonesome.
See how it feels. by @maldevisa

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a month ago

Went for a walk by @maldevisa

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