the deaths

Death has taken more than the bodies of those we knew and loved, it has also taken away our living. Its scythe has cut away...

the wait

it has always been about the wait. we stumble toward the grave  in a blinding fog pretending we can see. we wait for the end,...

black history month melancholy

Black (Brown) History Month is a sad time for me. I watch as people post a mere inch of who we are as brown people...

when i expire

When I expire, lungs emptied of air, heart still and unmoved, do not say I died or transitioned or passed away. Tell them that I...

spinning

She spin dark brown clay, forming body and mind into soul She spin her child into bird and lion and dolphin and mermaid She then...

joining the flock

In the summer of 1986 I joined the United States Army Reserve. I was 19 years old and had no inkling of the nature of...

in the small places

I’ve always felt that I, human, am frighteningly small and whatever this is that we exist within is big, bigger than anything I could describe...

recycled soul

Come, let me recycle your soul. I will rinse it clean, sanitize it, then send it back to Earth. The sanitization process often erases all...

memories in a can

she was dying not from disease it was much more invasive than that there is no vaccine for pain no vaccine for the insecurity he...

under the baobab tree

she waited for herself at twilight under the baobab tree black skirt raised above knees red and gold painted bare feet on haunted ground spirit...

yesterday’s words

there is a forgotten life inside this aging skin fragmented memories of an ancient epoch ancestral reinventions laced in lost stories our flesh matters less...

unrehearsed

i will write for you i will live and die for you i will tell our story through song and verse through poetry that is...

my snow covered soul

The snow covered my soul just as much as it covered the porch. They both were cold, one to the touch, the other to the...

the unseen spectrum

i am more than the words i speak or write. more than what you see. i am the unseen and unheard ends of the spectrum....

the witch of the aegean sea

I want to tell you a story about a short stout woman who lived on the island of Lemnos in the Aegean Sea. She fished...

chrysalis

Chrysalis i wrap myself inside myself i grow i changei emergei fly...

into my soul

I knew from the day I met you, that every inch of you would be carved into my soul. Writing Prompt: Carve...

turn to stone

If I don’t begin posting to my blog daily, I will turn to stone. It’s true. I read it in a book....
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