We were made to believe / our faces betrayed us. / Our bodies were loud / with yellow / screaming flesh / needing to be silenced / behind barbed wire. — Janice Mirikitani Copy Share Image
I found that my wounds begin to heal when the voices of those endangered by silence are given power. The silence of hopelessness, of despair buried in the depths of poverty, violence, racism are more deadly than bullets. The gift… — Janice Mirikitani Copy Share Image
“Healthy Choices Hold still Keep quiet. Get a degree to learn how to talk saying nothing. Catch a good man by being demure. the… — Janice Mirikitani Copy Share Image
We were made to believe / our faces betrayed us. / Our bodies were loud / with yellow / screaming flesh / needing to be silenced / behind barbed wire. — Janice Mirikitani Copy Share Image
I found that my wounds begin to heal when the voices of those endangered by silence are given power. The silence of hopelessness, of… — Janice Mirikitani Copy Share Image
I am iron butterfly ... / I am she/we / of flesh / and iron / and silk wings, / healing, flying / into a gentle blue sky. — Janice Mirikitani Copy Share Image
“Autumn comes like a buyer of cloth, her long fingers touching, turning orange, yellow, brown. taking what she wants, stretching the bone taut air.… — Janice Mirikitani Copy Share Image
