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It's Shanti, your queer baby sister here! 

Ashanti Marshall is a digital archivist, experiential writer and staff scribe at For The Scribes, spearheading Recovering Softcover, an advice column catering to writers and their inner woes within their craft and themselves. Based in Chicago, being a fat, black queer and femme moment in time. Their relationship to the practice of understanding makes room for explorations, experimentations, mistakes, failures and curiosities in their writing. Connect with them on Twitter and Instagram asking you all the right, real, riveting questions.





There are openings in that we call flesh. 

We call the openings in flesh, pores. 

Minute orifices; vents.

Time, too, has pores, 

openings in its flesh; vents.

Through which we cross into

our multiplicities, lives

happening at the same time.

In some moments, we are conscious of these lives:

dreams, nightmares, visions, hallucinations, reincarnations.


We have a need for them.

They have a need for us.

In other moments, consciousness isn’t critical to need.

Though time has needs, just as humans have needs.

In such moments, co-evolutionary moments, time and humans

advance their own needs.

Alter each other.

Trade points of view as subject, as object,

of the other’s desire, of the other’s will.

And which of the two is subject, which is object

is of no particular significance.

brown girl dreaming

brown girl dreaming

Now is the Time to Open your Heart

Now is the Time to Open your Heart