3. Life is like a box of chicken
been here, been on 3pc in my purse resembling that remark a shadow distorted by the dark not sorry my persistence in living is pissing you off
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when I was a kid they still burned crosses on Stone Mountain you know I am old obsidian war-like headstones jutting out from the ground old stumped, roving, mad mobocracy there’s too many mysteries for...
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nana died. sometimes daddy isnt here. sometimes i sit so still that i kind of want to be invisible. except Mommy always sees me. so i smile. im pretty sure no one person should watch this much Buffy in...
View ArticleDedication
i wrote a lil diddy dedicated to daddy’s nickname that i got tattooed when i was 22 it went like this: i am to soar, evermore, like the eagle above the clouds do then i wrapped my skin in wings so...
View ArticleJohn Henry’s Woman
my daddy’s name was john henry my moms name was polly ann he never sold crack but was a hard workin man who laid track in the subways bent back like his people and when he died from all that he gave...
View ArticleThe Press
Hail the press, sword-arm of justice once chosen for its resistance but the existence of fake news is a mass misconception because there has always been the fake and the real since inception. The black...
View Articlemisty eyed
somewhere in me beneath the mists is a city on fire burning like napalm bombs im pissed, and somewhere, even deeper is also a calm feeding the flames
View ArticleTo Anonymous…
The larger picture is this: Brooklyn is a bitch built on turmoil blood, black and white, has steeped into its foundation that’s the legacy we fight over and churn the butter to claim when you from...
View ArticleOn The Mountain
Go tell it on the mountain say her name and sing her praises go tell it run tell dat Grandma’s hands are no longer wringing the cloth that rinses Go tell that she lies in a sepulchre sleeping run out...
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