Upile Quotes

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Don’t worry, tracker. You’ll know when our deal is up...I’ll be certain you hear it when I make her scream.
Leigh Bardugo (Siege and Storm (The Shadow and Bone Trilogy, #2))
I am dripping melanin and honey. I am black without apology.
Upile Chisala (soft magic.)
it is when we don't believe we are enough for ourselves that we start looking for people to drown in.
Upile Chisala
fighting sadness is necessary war.
Upile Chisala (soft magic.)
get in the habit of celebrating yourself from skin to marrow, you are magic.
Upile Chisala (soft magic.)
Today and all days, I am thankful for women of color who love/write/create/emote from the root and never apologize for their magic.
Upile Chisala (soft magic.)
and today, your bones gathered your skin and said 'Come on, let's do it again
Upile Chisala (soft magic.)
He has found galaxies in between the thighs of other girls and suddenly the world I was planning to offer him just isn't enough
Upile Chisala (soft magic.)
I hope you never stop talking about your dreams and what you want out of this rough, beautiful life.
Upile Chisala (nectar)
honey, you need to say the thing before it forms a storm in your chest. you can't keep carrying anger in your bones because you are too afraid of letting poison out. freeing yourself from the thing won't make you serpentine.
Upile Chisala (soft magic.)
all the lovely women living in your blood are trying to teach you their soft magic, please pay attention to them.
Upile Chisala (soft magic.)
I write you poems because God spoke the universe into existence, so don’t ever let me hear you say that words are just words. that words don’t leave a mark, make a change, create where once was nothing.
Upile Chisala (soft magic.)
Please try not to cheat yourself out of happiness You deserve all the damned chances and all the damned tries
Upile Chisala (soft magic.)
Darling, you deserve a full meal of love. Stop snacking.
Upile Chisala (soft magic.)
now that I know the soft magic of your laugh and how your body moves like art, why would I ever go back? what was before you?
Upile Chisala (soft magic.)
I hope to do with words what dancers do with limbs.
Upile Chisala (soft magic.)
You do yourself and those who could love you a disservice when you make yourself smaller; when you eat your words or use less of your light.
Upile Chisala (Nectar)
don’t ever let me hear you say that words are just words. that words don’t leave a mark, make a change, create where once was nothing.
Upile Chisala (soft magic.)
Do not accept the love of a man who makes you feel small, the universe is already so vast. 2. You are innately beautiful and completely irreplaceable. 3. You don’t have to go far to find love and validation, start from within. 4. Boys are boys and men are mean, tell them apart. 5. Be alone often, as you are, but don’t that turn into loneliness. 6. Remember to remain gentle. 7. Don’t stay angry at the world too long. Seek out life in little things and move past sadness. 8. Touch somebody, with your hands or with your heart, with your words or with your silence. Share yourself. 9. Celebrate your skin. 10. Be yourself and never apologize for being someone you love.  
Upile Chisala (soft magic.)
Kiša pada danim, zlobno skakuće po ćeramidi starog tekijskog krova, vidik je zamračen, nejasan, po tavanu iznad moje glave hodaju nevidljive noge, ima jedna greda koja udara u glavu, ima jedan vjetar koji lupa kapkom i jedan miš kojiviri iz ćoška. Ima jedno djetinjstvo koje tužnim očima gleda iz mraka. Na trenutak uspijevam da mislim kao taj daleki usamljeni dječak, da osećam i strepim kao on. Sve je ljepa tajna, i sve ima samo budućnost ili neko bezgranično trajanje, oko svega su jaki odsjaji, duboka radost ili duboka tuga. To nisu događaji, već raspoloženja, ponekad su dolazila sdama, kao blag vjetar, kao tihi sumrak, kao nejasno svjetlucanje, kao opojnost. Ili su se javljale iskidane slike, lica što u magnovenju planu u tami, nečiji smijeh u sunčano jutro, odsjev mjesecana tihoj rijeci, čvornovato drvo na okuci, nisam ni slutio da postoje u meni te čestice bivšeg života, niti sam znao zašto su se zadržale toliko vremena. Je li moguće da su značile mnogo nekad, zato su se i upile u pamćenje, pa se zaturile, kao stare igračke. Zaboravio sam sebe bivšeg, utopljenog u vrijeme, i sad su isplivali razbijeni ostaci i olupine. Sve sam to ja, isitnjen, sav od komadića, od odsjaja, probljesaka, sav od slučajnosti, od nerapoznatih razloga, od smisla koji je postojao pa se zaturio, i sada više ne znam što sam u tom kršu.
Meša Selimović (Death and the Dervish)