Rain. Rest. War.

Rain. Rest. War.

The rain fell like suicide soldiers I felt alone and afraid Covered in blood Not water But I see this truth Hard like sunshine She is a fighter As am I In the wake of the truth of my battles I had to let go of much Thoughts meant to obfuscate Needless There are...
Wakanda is the New Chemo

Wakanda is the New Chemo

She wished for red and black lines, made of government confidential ink She wished for hair follicles pushing through, and energy, and warmth That kind of art takes a while They don’t tell you about the minutes How can they? But my Mom’s a queen and a...
Holy Spirit and India Arie

Holy Spirit and India Arie

When the spirit moves, let it go. He don’t need no invitation. NO proven, approved path. He tells you about yourself, on yourself, to yourself, for yourself. No apologies. Let it go. That love, encompasses sex, gender, political pride. It’s a song without...
I am From (a framed poem)

I am From (a framed poem)

I’m from colored fountain pens from stationary and backlit keyboards I am from the cactus-lined walkway I am from Gardenia-scented candles I am from praying around the table and the thick hair from Geraldine and James Jerome I am from the 3 a.m. wake-up to...
Take A Break on That

Take A Break on That

Let’s stop the stupid for five minutes For just five let’s look metaphysically down our noses at nothing and no one Stones fly like bullets like roaring lions looking for someone to devour But for five minutes put your arms down Shut my mouth Open our...