always make sure your first move is your best move it tells all your business and what you desire you can change your mind a thousand times later but still be vulnerable 'cause now they know what you want and you can't take it back you know ... when i kissed him he stood … Continue reading low-jizz-sticks
they took to the streets with their faces carved like clay pumpkins mad because the eclipse had come shadow season when all the light turned into puddles of melted ice a black man clad in rusted audacity stood in the sacred place on a soapbox made of multi-colored fear that looked like … Continue reading will the women bleed too?
granddaddy was different. lived alone in north carolina. gradmama lived up north. the mason-dixon drew a line between them when mouths to feed made a difference and love was the work. above and below, divided union men in the kitchen played checkers, drank whiskey, waited for sweet potato pie. granddaddy tied a towel around his waist, … Continue reading Between Old Men
a collection of mitochondrial histories i have named all of the clone energies inside me grandfathered in i call them joshua-the-same in their collisions, sparks occur i am created between the seconds to throb away the hours in memory of men who came before me joshua my gifted skin, a tapestry of … Continue reading A.D.I.D.A.S.
gravity tethers us to the ground it is power in the body of quick, dead, and quick-dead a force of honor she has no headstone still a sibling error following two years of promise and no honor i am the last breath of patience digging my hands in the dirt to say hello to an … Continue reading Honor Thy Mother
brown eye belly fat thin skin sometimes fem broad nose thick lip forty-four and insecure and every day i dress in my finest feelings so i lied to you about the size of my dick then asked myself if i exist at all to which you reply every time never
in a red light room i imagine myself in my mother's womb trying to return or begin again inside the walls of my own imagination i am dragon-shadow cast against the inside of nowhere burning her down for freedom when the door will do because i cannot find the light i cling to a chord anchored … Continue reading Color of Love