poetic justice
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Brown Skin
Mississippi lips Lousiana tongue West African shaped nose Skin kissed by the sun Israelite Culture American Captive Egyptian Color russet brown seal dark puce blue black eastern man blue black woman symbols of authority over her head natural beauty no longer dead hair like sisal rope braided coiled nappy strong prayer hands that crack open… Continue reading
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I’m Sorry
death it’s sting produces a humility powerful enough to find itself a home even inside the heart of the one who holds the cup of “I’m sorry’s” hoping their voice is sad enough to produce the kind of sympathy that peels back the brick that found itself a place inside the gut of the bereaved… Continue reading
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His Birth Pains
There’s a woman laying in the hospital and armed with the next generation in her womb, and she’s about to give birth real soon she breathes in another breath as her body jerks, to the sound of the television… it is the news. reporting another mass murder of black men he moves inside of her… Continue reading
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“What’s Your Poetry?”
Like angels are playing on the strings of my vocal cords. Words that cannot remain unmoved or concealed however introverted I am. What’s YOUR poetry? Continue reading
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The Relationship – My Love Affair with Poetry
Smitten. You know the feeling that refreshing taste of newness the aching agony that occurs merely from having to wait until you can see him again the love sick hurricane in your stomach just to hear him say your name the sweat that hides itself beneath your fingertips when he’s around the sudden sense of… Continue reading
