will the women bleed too?

    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?

Beautiful Suicide

    i avoid your embrace for fear of immolation but today decided to die to feel the flesh melt from my bones     we are grown black boys in white socks dragging  feet across carpet   we hide prophet smiles because we know the same secret   we know that when finger meets flesh we … Continue reading Beautiful Suicide