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@faithestella.bsky.social
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nyc poet • jerome lowell dejur award recipient • best of the net nominee • linktr.ee/faithestella

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faithestella.bsky.social @faithestella.bsky.social · 12/10/2026
I don’t remember my grandmother’s voice. In my only memory of her, she serves as a still image. But through the stories my mother shares, I feel closer to her now as a grown woman than I ever have. Thank you @1455litarts.bsky.social for providing a space to immortalize her. ❤️ 1455litarts.org/wwa
Cover of “Women Writers Anthology” published by 1455 Literary Arts
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faithestella.bsky.social @faithestella.bsky.social · 22/09/2026
This poem. www.torchliteraryarts.org/post/friday-... @torchliteraryarts.bsky.social
Poem by Isha Camara


Kanifing, Gambia

Grandfather’s compound, 2009


The first time I saw a chicken killed, I did not care to hold grief

in me like I would were it a baby or a dog. That young, I didn’t know grief.


I was fascinated. The one who orchestrated the murder was a grandmother,

sharp, elbows welded like a blade. She knew not to scatter blood-grief,


but instead made a song out of clucking. I liked that. But death didn’t stop.

On white floors came the plucking. Do it– I’m prompted to join, feel grief


grin over me. I marvel at the public undressing of the almost dead. The chicken

is pink, chatty. It fashes its slit neckbone at me in flirt, performing grief


like a last ditch effort to be released. I cluck i’m sorry. My collarbone rattles too.

I remember the man that wrangled me into his barn. I pick the fence metal griefed


inside of me. I blink. Now I bring the poultry to boiling water. Till the feathers

I couldn’t pluck with my hands fall. I am passed another chicken before my grief


can settle. This one is feisty, breaks from my arms. I follow like a man behind it.

During its useless scramble, Isha thought: what dance would I perform in grief?
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faithestella.bsky.social @faithestella.bsky.social · 15/09/2026
Stay tuned September 23rd for the release of @1455litarts.bsky.social's anthology featuring all women writers! I’m so honored to be included in this anthology and grateful for the opportunity to honor my grandmother on its pages. Find out more deets about the anthology @ 1455litarts.org/wwa/
An image of 1455's forthcoming 2026 "Women Writers Anthology"
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faithestella.bsky.social @faithestella.bsky.social · 17/08/2026
Highlight of my month so far is going to the opening night of the Paranormal Activity play on Broadway and finding out they posted my meager attempt at acting on their Instagram page 😂
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faithestella.bsky.social @faithestella.bsky.social · 05/08/2026
I need a Reddit thread to help me process this book I just finished reading
Novel Imperfections by Bradley Somer
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faithestella.bsky.social @faithestella.bsky.social · 14/07/2026
Currently in that weird liminal space of reflection a good book or movie will put you in. Just finished “Educated” by Tara Westover, a memoir that explores how memory shapes identity, how identity shapes memory, and what it’s like to lose custody of one’s own mind.
Book cover of Educated by Tara Westover
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faithestella.bsky.social @faithestella.bsky.social · 03/03/2026
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faithestella.bsky.social @faithestella.bsky.social · 03/03/2026
One of my most favoritest poems I’ve ever written
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faithestella.bsky.social @faithestella.bsky.social · 03/03/2026
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faithestella.bsky.social @faithestella.bsky.social · 03/03/2026
"What are you doing tonight?" Oh, nothing, just reading heart-wrenching poems for fun
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