Poetry
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Love Making
Physical touch has nothing to do with the kiss of thought…. so may we leave faith heart shaped on each others lips like anxious flesh torn in two, and may our spirits bond like tied knots Continue reading
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Princess
Didn’t know the whole world was mine…my princess self…. didn’t know bout this crown on my head, just death and pain till the winds got tired of blowing on me…. said it was time for the branch to be lifting my chin from the ground so lest I could see what the sky looks like…… Continue reading
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Diamond in The Ruff
I decided to seek strength when pain took it upon herself to become the choir director of humanity in an anxious quest to play doubt on the strings of our faith she laughs… coughing up the twisted humor of her bowels you see she knows that our minds have been twisted by the craftiness of… Continue reading
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Never Having Been a Girl
This poem is based on a true story. A sista I know requested I write a poem based on her childhood. And after hearing her testimony, this is the result. Silence lingers on every street corner of her heart surrounded by the sounds of her own heartbeat the only child who knew that loneliness could… Continue reading
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Lines
Indefinite streaks of infinity running in one direction words spilled over into cups of inspiration overflowing with obsession so she writes hurrying to let go of the pain caught in the palms of her hands when raindrops washed away dirt only to leave blisters of unspoken words on racing lines how will she ever catch… Continue reading
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Pre-Conceived Notions
the first time we met, I stood knee deep in lust took advantage of your smile never thought I would fall for it too young to realize I’ve just never met a man before dancing in your eyes willing to gamble my last just for a chance to see you again your words, so elegant… Continue reading
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