"To be a Negro in this country and to be relatively conscious is to be in a rage almost all the time." – James A. Baldwin
i tried to make you love me burned two bound candles seven day surrounded by salt tied together with my familiar strings of pretense your name on folded pieces of paper to keep you on the inside pictures of us in other times and sacred stones on … Continue reading [Root Work]
iTongue the words with my whole mouth closed. they won't cum neither will i because i can't say the necessary incantation to banish demons i did not summon my mouth craves … Continue reading The Bone Collector
in the brown boy eye pig-tail ribboned hard hand and heart you are beautiful in your standstill dance all the brown boy eyes beg … Continue reading To the Little Girl
moonlight makes me difficult to love i am all day sun father birthed not mother my first words were his not mine he named me a broken mirror later i learned he used mama-shards to carve rivers from infant wrist … Continue reading Moonlight on Broken Boughs
