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She Chronicles presents, “I Am” by Sandra Rivers-Gill

I Am


I know who I am. I am who I was created to be

Without being who you expect me to be

Who they assume I am

Who I thought I was

                                    I am strong


I have cried and lied and spied and tried

To be that super; that make do, that bag

That pick up the pieces

                                    I am woman


I can roar and I can soar

This may not be in your job description

But it is my prescription, because I have changed

Not short-changed

But rearranged myself

                                    I am free


To be who I was created to be

I am a unique piece to my own puzzle

Intricate, a benefit, not counterfeit

Fitting into grooves

I thought I’d never fill the vacancy

                                    I am determined


If I know who I am

I can respect you, because I respect myself

I can love you, because I love myself

I can respond to you and not react

I can share with you and not be envious

I can converse with you and be real

                                    I am a possibility


A native of Toledo Ohio, Sandra Rivers-Gill is an award-winning poet,
writer, performer and playwright. Her literary work has appeared, or is forthcoming in Common Threads, Toledo Streets Newspaper, the Toledo
Museum of Art (Online), Flights Literary Magazine and The Kerf. Sandra
served as the 2016 Literary chairperson for the Prizm Creative Community
Art-Affair Exhibition, and has been a featured poet in Toledo and
Dayton, Ohio and continues to read and perform  her poetry. She
currently facilitates poetry workshops at Naomi Inc., a non-profit
treatment facility for women in recovery from alcohol and drug abuse and
is the editor of Dopeless Hope Fiends, a poetry chapbook featuring the
work of the women she serves. Sandra studied communication and received
a Bachelor’s degree from the University of Toledo.

She Chronicles presents “About a Girl” by Dawn Edwards

I’m sitting here wondering, pondering, contemplating, deliberating, anxiously waiting for the precise moment where it all becomes painstakingly clear to me.

But so far nothing; nothing that explains why the Universe has brought me to her- her to me- us together in this time and place…

Ahhh… alas, here we are, two old souls reunited, reconnected from some time past…

She knows me, and I know her, yet there’s so much to discover about one another…

What does her laugh sound like?

When she smiles, does it reach her eyes or remain at her lips?

What does her touch feel like?

Where do her stray thoughts lead her?

There is an attraction that transcends the physical- it’s spiritual. It feels good, it feels scary, it feels authentic, it feels… purposeful…

Almost as if it were meant… the Universe brings people together for a reason. To fulfill its own unique purpose, for whatever length of time…

I suppose time will reveal…


Bio pic

Dawn Edwards wrote her first short story at the age of 8 and has cultivated a deeper love for the written word over the years. She is now a published author, her book is entitled, “Food 4 Thought” and currently has two book projects in the works. She’s a blogger and a political activist who wholly believes that she has the responsibility to use her words, in addition to her legal knowledge and political science background to uplift, motivate and address issues that affect her community. Dawn’s also a mother of 3 boys, and a trained dancer.


renewed / not new – a Brown Girls Privilege

here is some of my privilege.

I believe they were thinking of me

wearing myrrh and adorned in silver

and that is not selfish

we share the same sun

– the kiss on our skin

we share a love of puzzles

– arrangements of letters

we turn into poems – plays – books – speeches

and laughs.

literary legends


Don’t miss out on the submission period for SHE CHRONICLES 2018! This is our annual celebration for literary works for/about/by the feminine narrative. Enjoy some of the highlights from SHE CHRONICLES 2017 today!




Yes, folks… it is that time again! Time to get those submissions ready for SHE CHRONICLES 2018

Click through the issue of She Chronicles from 2016. The deadline is March 28th so get those selections in!

Black Folks Don’t Like Clowns

I won’t smile just because /
I’m not a clown.
We know better than walking with the flow of traffic
or to love without love
Demand a song for your shadow
garlic for your shoes / protect your trail
but saltwater the pattern
that only the shake of bones can re-assemble
this isn’t magic
but the perfect mixture of spirits
to parch abandoned trains traveling
and quench prayers pressed in family bibles.
There is no big top coming / No elephant tricks
So, from which rain do you belong?
who organized this parade?
with borrowed drum beats
something isn’t right…
we don’t play piccolo’s where I come from
And some will need to pay
especially if we don’t see the receipt or
experience you as a whole person
with a moon eclipsed hip
and patched spare tire
You want to stop crying?
Stop smiling for no reason.
Black folks don’t like clowns
anyway. –
“Black Folks Don’t Like Clowns” from the book “yardwork