amidst tiny tiles and yellow lamps she sat with me weekends weighed her down and her sadness the sickness infected me smiles forced through swollen lymph nodes in betwixt chamomile sips our hearts brushed lightly against the other’s and while waiting quietly we quenched our thirst for the company of another who digs like we […]
Category: poetry
glory
my eyes have seen the tan sand between marshgrass green blades and hallelujah singin’ white men where black bodies lay overhead flew stars and bars red and blue they waved in dixie land where I was born in bodies molderin’ in the grave they died for a land that broke their heart I have seen […]
some shit that I wrote
the purgatory of 3 AM rolled over these few wearied bodies those few who drank coffee and emptiness with me near the crossroads of columbia the sound system sifting through the sadder chord changes and random reflections by various artists we all came in unfilled we all came with nothing…I even had to borrow this […]
anansi
she glows starshine from each eye and smiles happiness she speaks jazz and sullen blues and walks out storylines with honest thighs and free feet her every step a plot twist – and every kiss a whisper of this summer evening. […]
check out my melody.
one that won’t make me sick
in place of zoloft my marijuana queen is waiting to inhale […]
haiku
The boys marched and played at death among bushes marked by metal monsoons. […]
Unless You Plan to Bang
1 her hair streaked down her face like sleet on an early march evening the night walked in her shoes and mocked her brisk gait the old girl’s heel scuffed by the tiles with each quickening bootstep she moved hastily dressed in darkness easing past me through the metro doors […]
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 […]
Sweetness
Sweetness, good day. imprisoned by your sickness. Heal and escape. I implore you. My love, go Indulge in confections For lying ill Shall pallid make you And so thin and without Roundness you become. I pray for you And your health. My sweetness. – based on A Une Damoyselle Malade by Clement Marot This, an […]
A Professor of This Lyrical Thang
“I take the purest strain of this slang and inject it into your veins/ Did your heart stop man?” – Big Boi, In Da Wind […]
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 […]
Mastercharge…Bankamericard
Bank of America is the worst damn corporate entity in the free world. Yes, worse than Verizon. More evil than Disney. Also, slightly not as good as the Tic Tock liquor store in Hyattsville. SHARPIES™ Sharpies™ are my favorite markers Brown and blue and red and darker They really are the best of pens Thick […]