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When I’m Gone
You don’t have to mention my name Waste, not your resources Carving my initials into the ground Or on street signs and buildings Not near corners where future Martin Kings Will sell dope and brawl Until their quarrels leak With the accidental stench of death Over dice games I’m sure Dr. King didn’t expect his… Continue reading
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Throwback Thursday Jams (00s): Alicia Keys – Like You’ll Never See Me Again
I don’t listen to a lot of mainstream music that’s not an early 2000 hit I liked before I stopped, 90s jam or real throwback but I do love me some Alicia Keys and I think her Red Table Talk was the best so far. (The only thing that had me thinking was how the… Continue reading
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Bravery in Ink
Good poetry is bravery in ink. the audacity to exist without permission. Without hesitation (like bullets in the backs of black men) The exposed spirit the sirens of the soul. Good poetry is naked the inward man undisguised the words do not ask you to clap does not seek for a sign and only rhymes… Continue reading
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The Weight of Writing
The weight of what we write. The ability to influence the direction of a decision. To direct the path of someone’s life for better or for worse. The responsibility of altering a person’s state of mind. Isn’t it blood on our hands if we do it wrong? People watch and people mimic. Can we be… Continue reading
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Growth is Uncomfortable
I spent most of September reflecting on my writing and spending time with family. I’ve got tons of unfinished manuscripts in need of work and truth is they are hard to finish. I do not mean hard as in difficult to write. I mean hard as in finding the joy in publishing them. I have… Continue reading
