"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
we r a not of this world ppl n the absence of places 2 b / we hav mooovd ourselves 2 other planets / planted our colorless flags on invisible cratered space / & called dibs on a new moon on our moon we breathe free / & never worry of foot on neck / … Continue reading making space
once / when i was married which wuz an un x pected thing a whisper / a gossip thing / a much ado bout no thing / a love less attempt @ accept ting / i put on a pink tshirt my exwife laffed / real nerv us like / & axed y u wearin … Continue reading “princess n d pink”
to protect myself against your coming again i grew a horn on my head moved to a mountain and trained my lungs to breathe thin air my horn has marked me evil man of myths molded into threat my body is made of broken glass i live poised on the edge of cliffs ready … Continue reading a(r)morous
i have always wanted to walk on air wear heels, high up lifted above life no dirt on the bottom feet renewed through fasting and giving up the ground I found something sublime in the lift something pure in the abstinence and always believed dirt is a complicated thing on heels i might avoid treading … Continue reading stilletto
stalkers arrive when the blood is thin when our rivers are undamned and banks flooded arrive when our bodies are beautifully colored and the jailed up is under control they are small like white lies, like open secrets with mysterious origins we might never know who gives birth to a murderer they are flesh-eaters who … Continue reading COV(ERT)19
