when the oppressed
the repressed
the marginalized
the maligned
the liminal
take it upon themselves
to care
love
tend
feed
nourish
that is radical self-care.
to survive in the face of annihilation
is radical self-care
to ferociously proclaim
I am worthy of vitality
health
joy
is radical self-care
to tend to oneself
so that others might also be tended
is radical self-care
Put on your own oxygen mask before assisting your neighbor.
let’s get something straight:
self-care is not just
pedicure manicure blow-out new dress juice cleanse boudoir photoshoot
in the face of soul-death perpetrated by
white supremacist imperialist capitalist heteropatriarchy
self-care can be as simple as
drinking water
taking a bath
saying no saying no saying no
not apologizing before every single sentence
only sleeping with those who recognize your divinity
blasting Taylor Swift despite her bone-deep issues
and then following up with Solange,
channelling the celebrigoddess (all praise) in the face of
“Oooh, it’s so much softer than it looks!”
radical self-care is a middle-finger in the face
of those who tell us
we are not enough.
it is a
fuck-you
to those who would wear us down and out.
it is a stepping-away from
the imperative of busyness,
the performance of “productivity,”
the requirement of self-effacing self-sacrifice
at the feet of the gods of capital.
tenacious survival in an era ruled by rabid accelerationists
is radical survival.
radical survival
requires
radical self-care.