I have so many things to say about our poet today, but I will start with this: I admire Camille Hernandez so much, and have been honored to orbit in her space for a few years now. Camille’s writing draws on such depths, and I can’t wait for you to experience today’s poem.
Camille’s work explores the fluidity of intimacy in marginalized women’s relationships. It invites readers to reflect on their allegiance to oppressing and exploiting marginalized women. If language is the poet’s jungle, then dignity is Camille’s machete. I craft poetry into vibrant portraits of marginalized women. With a writing notebook in hand, I contemplate how language dictates cultural, social, economic, and political realities. Camille’s pen hacks away withering flora, uncovering nutrient-rich life beneath rotting roots. Camille’s writing serves meals from those nutrients, proclaiming dignity through pairing vibrant textures, intricate patterns, and sensory experiences. Portrait and quilting artists like Kehinde Wiley, Bisa Butler, and Precious D Lovell inspire her creative expression. Poets Elizabeth Acevedo, Jericho Brown, and Ariana Brown push Camille to carve new narrative trails that explore the hushed intimacies lost in suppressed histories.
Camille is the poet laureate of Anaheim, California, and has done incredible work in the community.
Camille chose the word vision.
ekphrasis after a controlled burn
here is the scar
where my arms
narrate inferno
soon the ashes
will gather like
petals of lime
still { & very still }
we wait—
becoming beautiful
as fury done to
blooms culled in
thickness & heatFriends,
In case you didn’t know, I am starting a Liminality Journal Book Club! But this book club is different; we are gathering in community together, going deeper into the books we are reading, through journaling, sharing in small groups, and supporting one another on our journeys.
Our first pick is The Wild Edge of Sorrow by Francis Weller.
The book club is for paid subscribers. You can become a paid subscriber for as little as $6/month, or pay annually to save a little money. You’ll also have access to our writing groups and other online gatherings and personal essays and journal notes from me.
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Here are a few more details, if you’re interested:
We are meeting on Fridays In June/July
5 sessions, the book split into two chapters at a time
all sessions are 12-1:30pm ET
sessions won’t be recorded but I’ll be sharing posts for paid subscribers to read along





I am on my way
to eye surgery.
Left eye today.
Right eye two weeks ago.
When my young daughter
Died. Tragically,
I donated her eyes.
Today, she lived again
And again. Snd again.
Dwight Lee Wolter
To be surrounded by great beauty
and to never see it…
.
To see the harm done to others daily
and to never see it…
.
To lose sight of loving others
and to never see it…
.
To have one’s own sight threatened
by cataracts, glaucoma or macular degeneration
and to not want to know it
and yet I must consider it…
.
Cataracts removed three years ago…
best vision I have had in years.
The threat… the watchful waiting with
both ophthalmologist and retinologist.
.
But there are so many other
diseases of the eyes
that threaten vision.
.
Vision is far more than
what we can or cannot see.
.
What of the seers, the sages,
the ones you see beyond the veil?
.
What of the gifted who see auras
and visions that are beyond sight?
.
There is so much to vision
and yet there are those who will never see it.