Reciprocity

Infinite rows of tear-stained mirrors hung with nails on greasy walls faded a laundromat grey grimace at each other from… Read more Reciprocity

Ferguson, NO MO

I can hear the shouting, though it’s vague and difficult to discern over the clamor of the newsie, verbal paparazzi… Read more Ferguson, NO MO

Him a Shotta

Him a shotta livin life on him edge. Girl by de side, she wait for him light fe break. “Why… Read more Him a Shotta

Ugly Secrets

Behind secreted, shadowed, sullen smiles a heart-faced child cries freckled tears and staining laughter, if it comes. She dries her… Read more Ugly Secrets

Against the wind

From my “Pain” photo-poetry series: Against the wind and to the sky with steady gait past prisons fly. accept the… Read more Against the wind

If I tie you down

If I tie you down Can you tie me up Use silken words to Subjugate my pride Make me long,… Read more If I tie you down

Finger Popping, Club Hopping

  “Naw, I don’t get into jazz,” she said, finger popping, club hopping all the while. “I’m sure it’s fine… Read more Finger Popping, Club Hopping

Ice

there is a point when ice, sufficiently chilled, is of such intensity as to burn like blackened fire i stare… Read more Ice

Night of Ages

Nightfall weighs on me. I can feel the passing years, hear the bed creak from their mass whispering soporific promises.… Read more Night of Ages

dear life

dear life: i know you thought i was gone. i mean, it’s not like you didn’t try. mama sez if… Read more dear life