You died. I cried. And kept on getting up. A little slower. And a lot more deadly. ~ Assata Shakur, Assata: An AutobiographyStory
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Affirmation
I believe in living. I believe in the spectrum of Beta days and Gamma people. I believe in sunshine. In windmills and waterfalls, tricycles and rocking chairs. And i believe that seeds grow into sprouts. And sprouts grow into trees. I believe in the magic of the hands. And in the wisdom of the eyes.ContinueContinue reading “Affirmation”
Poem: How long shall I grieve?
“How long shall I grieve,”
I asked the all-knowing wind.
“For as long as you feel me whisper along your skin.”
Poem: 65 Years Ago Today
Hmm, sixty-five years ago today,You entered this world.Twenty-nine years agoyou left far too soon.Up ’til then, I knew you my entire lifeyet, I’m still learning you more each year.This last year, I dug up painful,crushing information.Confirmed details.Connected dots.Formed a picture of a childhood that wasn’t.Saw the end of a truncated adolescence.Now I’m speculating,wondering when thoseContinueContinue reading “Poem: 65 Years Ago Today”
Poem: We’re promised the harvest.
Are you planting purposefully?
Are you cultivating with vision?
Are you harvesting in joy?
25 Poems in Alone | All In One
ALONE | All In One: A Solitary Journey has twenty-five poems dating back to 2017 that were posted o my blog as they were written. Cheers to great previews!
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Poem: In Real Life
Sunset Crater Volcano is one the most beautiful places
my eyes have seen. The cratered mountain is covered
by pitch black lava-covered-earth. The flourishing
re-populated forest, which had to break through
incinerated earth encrusted with thousand-year-old
lava rock, stands as witness to the true force of life.
Poem: What if fear holds a truth?
What if fear holds a truth?
Perhaps the truth is so all-consuming,
fear is a subconscious defense mechanism
warning of the imminent end of me –
Solo Me, the me who is alone in the world –
the only way I’ve ever existed.
Poem: For My 10th Grade English Class / Class of 2026
People will use your traumaTo keep you downKeep you bondKeep you dependentKeep you focused on painFearAngerHatredThose who encourage yourHelplessnessSeek to control you the mostBe alertBe readyBe protectiveOf your growthYour lifeYour hopesYour dreamsQuestionWhy someone wantsTo do everything for youMake class easyGive you things you haven’t worked forWhat’s your story if you neverLearn?Never hurt?Never feel?Never heal andContinueContinue reading “Poem: For My 10th Grade English Class / Class of 2026”
New Project: Cover Art
The muses are working! I’ve been writing almost daily, editing images and manuscripts. I’m so confident that I might finish something during this cycle, I marked book festivals on my calendar for 2024. 🤞🏾
Harvest Life 