Kwyn Townsend Riley “Kwynology” is a poet, speaker, and blogger from the Southside of Chicago. She has been writing for as long as she could remember, first performed on the mic in high school and has been in love ever since. Her writing helps others heal as well as herself. As a black
Kwyn is a lifestyle blogger that often features art/culture. All of her “lessons” are tools that she hopes other black queer millennials can use in their life! Her wit and humor is inspired by the greats such as Erma Bombeck. Make sure to check out her blog on this website.
As a Chicagoan, Kwyn channels her Southside experiences into her writing. Audiences have referring to her writing as “inspirational” and “eye- opening”. Most of her poems are center on many social justice issues including racism, sexism, rape culture and gun violence. To Kwyn, poetry makes the truth sound beautiful and less painful. It serves reality a little warmer to those who are hopeless. She has released poetry videos on her youtube channel that have gone viral. Her poetry has been featured in the Huffington Post, BLAVITY, ForHarriet, The Chicago Reader and a host of others. She has performed at many college campuses including but not limited to California State University at Monterey Bay, University of Cincinnati – Blue Ash and Denison University. Currently she hosts a monthly open mic at 1434 W 51st, The Breathing Room, every third Wednesday.
Kwyn is a known speaker that influences her community. She has delivered many sermons at Trinity United Church of Christ a church known for its involvement with social justice and other churches in Chicago. She has also been the keynote speaker for the Off the Sidelines Feminist Conference featured the Chicago City Commissioner Bridget Gainer and many other places! Kwyn speaks about issues related to people of color and shines light on the issues that people often overlook.
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