My name is Ivy Sole. I make art: music and other consumables. Pardon my fresh. Illadelph X QC.




he threw his whole lunch away






Blows your back out as your homie

Gotchu walkin funny as a testament to our friendship.

makes you cum in the spirit of comradery

goes deep inside you for our longstanding amity

turns you out to prove your trustworthiness

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Never thought I’d make it to Deltaland, let alone make it here.  365 days of being among the most worthy divine. 365 days of meeting triumph & disaster. 365 days of sisterhood, scholarship & service. 365 days of preserving a calm mind & courageous spirit. To the Glorious Gamma chapter of Delta Sigma Theta Sorority, Inc. I am forever indebted for your love and devotion. The legacy is one I cherish and hope to uphold endlessly.To my linesisters, thank you for making this journey with me. I couldn’t imagine my life without you. We made it yall. Happy Deltaversary. #thankyouSadie #GloriousGamma #CentennialNeoShawty

Whites are drawn to Black culture because of the extraordinary quality of it, our aesthetic, our style. We set the styles. We are the trendsetters of America. America is known globally for its culture, which is Black.

They want to look like us, but they don’t want to be us. They don’t want to live in our skin. It’s kind of a cultural voyeurism. It allows white people to safely tour Blackness without being subjected to the reality of being Black.

Dr. Michael Eric Dyson, Jet Magazine Jun 25, 2001

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semi-likely that I’ll be home in Charlotte for the summer. so who’s gon kick it with the kid….?



My only talent is breathing

I said this to my mom and she just said “you have asthma, moron”

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I turn cold as consumed. I see affection as bite. I believe commitment as swallow. I dream of keeping my core to myself yet be chased by teeth.
— Aysha El-Shamayleh

March 28: Making Marmalade


A fig tree with a thick trunk and aging mannerism is one thing we both respect. Now in her father’s yard, back then in my childhood, rooted across from my family’s doll’s house in the far corner of a dead end.

My father taught me how to cherish a fig tree. Pluck it bare in the summer’s midday…

My alums be killin’ it. #EPlove