there is rawness and an infantile quality to love among we children of africa in america. as if it’s a love not yet matured. as if we are unable to express our affection for one another with the purity required to reach, within our feelings for one another, the absolution true love brings. as if […]
Category: On Love
in re solitude
brainstorm, take me away from the norm I’ve got to tell you something this phenomenon I had to put it in a song and it goes like… typing. slowly the arduous process of unfolding my self onto the new page, of opening up my unmarked surfaces to the sky to be filled and scribbled upon […]
Never Standin’ By My Lonesome
What Is Past
two, sitting. me in the chair now fairly coated in the earthly and earthy sacrament of our lasciviousness and sexual creativity. you in its gorgeous, timeworn, five-dollar, multi-slatted cousin, across the hardwood floors adored by nakachi. scribbling furiously in our respective symbolic notebooks (the 800 lb gorilla in redmond calls them, collectively, “notepad.”) fucking frantically […]
Sweetheart, Goodnight
drenched in the dim light of the bustling images on the omnipresent screen, she slept. I laughed aloud repeatedly at the rerun, hoping she wouldn’t awaken, and between my buffoonish guffaws I turned and stared at her fixed and closed eyelids (just looking) as I watched her collect the covers over on her side. she […]
Tryin’ To Get A Clutch
so this is the song we play. here is our dance. you look at me, innocent as a new lamb entering the world. tell me you love me. kiss me goodbye. hang up the phone. then you scribble some little angry remark and post it. and I? I look up at you and smile ever […]
The Circumference of Your Activity
12:37 AM. so I sat next to her in what we politely call a bed, through this day of snow and cynicism, these final moments of the month dedicated both in antiquity and by the current administration to the god of war, and felt easily more alone that I had ever felt since before we […]
Flashback
sunday, december 29, 2002 yours truly: you know what? I wish you were like you are online in person. I would have married you by now. her: you have to give me time. and range of situations! so glad I did. god. just reminiscing, and thinking of you. […]
Garden Parkways
Her lids hung low on her eyes as her head vibrated gently on the windowsill of the bus gray steel bringing us home from other lives she shared with me grafting me onto her past family, friends, lost acquaintances reintroduced to her through me old moments and broken friendships I dovetail into now giving them […]
Language
hair like graphite drawn out into scribbled lines of words dedicated to long forgotten gods a child’s handwriting jumbled together like discarded phrases strewn across the floor only to be reassembled into poetry her hair is like language […]
Three Poems
#1 In the blue darkness she kisses me her hair is everywhere like arms embracing me as she kisses me again like dew on my skin in the cold morning air she kisses me and her lips have the scent of newness of spring on the wind #2 ice between each word of affection and […]
Now Here I am Down In Kingstown Again
and look, I am suddenly feeling creative again…give me a moment to collect myself, and I will dust off the tools, and write what must need be written, which, in all seriousness, is in fact writing itself this very moment… […]
We Don’t Need Matching Pajamas
She snored. I watched her take the night in slowly and let it out in a grunt, curled up tight against the outside. Her stomach empty this evening, unfulfilled by the books and words and learning she hungered for. She craved thought more than air, and in the company of most men, she damn near […]
Falun Dafa is Good
the futility of my resistance to the current state of affairs was making itself aware to me more and more with each newborn minute that this bloody meeting dragged on. I continuously fail to see why I must need be included in every discussion that is even tangentially related to that damned website, and why […]
Shit Occurs When I Shift My Words
Gather round, all my children, and I will share with you these too-oft taught lessons of life, love and loss. So have I learned…Keep your heart to yourself, guard it against all new would-be conquerors. Protected from the barbarians at the gates, you will come to no harm. Open these city walls to the invaders, […]