Hello…I am Ẹniafẹ Isis.
In a few lines I would say that I am a woman breaking into herself. A home becoming her favorite place. A garden learning how to nourish her own ground. And writing…in the words of Toni Cade Bambara, “Writing is one of the ways I participate in my own transformation.”
The name, Words, As Fruit, is inspired by a piece from writer, and poet, nayyirah waheed.
"pick a word like you pick a melon. examine its skin. its weight. its viscosity. its sound. its texture. its ability to be juice and meat." — nayyirah waheed
Words, As Fruit. is a harvesting of recollections and reflections, questions and contemplations.
An exercising of voice and pen, the skin of this fruit is by way of tender vulnerability, its weight is an anchoring, not in a manner that sinks, but in a way that holds and steadies. The sound is of breaking, aching, mending, and healing, openly and outloud. The texture is an interweaving of lessons that add to our depths and dimensions.
The juice of this fruit is the nectar of a kind of knowing that comes from deep contemplation, exploration, and self-examination; a milking of the wisdom that comes from both beauty and ruin. And the meat is the flesh of vision, perspective, and understanding.
Your presence here is cherished.
May these offerings be filling.
