My Poetry

Grandma Faye.

She was carried down to the earth on the sun on a summer day in May. And she was carried up to heaven on the moon on a cold, dark, night. She appeared in my dream one night, adorned in a purple dress, eating an orange Creamsicle. She birthed thirteen children, six boys and seven… Continue reading Grandma Faye.

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My Poetry

Caffeine

I place one hand firmly around its figure, and the other around the top. I slowly twist on the top and the bottle throbs in my hand as it bubbles and foams up inside.   It softly sizzles and whistles as suds start to crack and pop.   I get the top off and foam… Continue reading Caffeine

My Poetry

Color Outside the Lines

They say stay inside of the lines, color inside the lines.   What if that's a secret code to keep colored people inside of the "lines" of the system?   Systemic racism is coloring. ................................................................. And I have colored inside the lines my whole life.   I was taught to in schools, on television shows,… Continue reading Color Outside the Lines

My Poetry

Contemplation

I was trying to kill a fly, then I noticed a cockroach too.   Now I am contemplating which to kill, the fly or the cockroach?   Can I eradicate both, or will it destroy me trying to do too much?       ***Also, remember to subscribe to my blog via email or through… Continue reading Contemplation

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I Threw Away My Favorite Shirt. 

I threw away my favorite shirt. And, it kind of hurt. But I couldn't wear it anymore. I couldn't walk around in denial of the red assault stain tattooed near the collar of the shirt. So, I threw my favorite shirt away. Because of a drunk idiot at a concert this summer. The carcass of… Continue reading I Threw Away My Favorite Shirt. 

My Poetry

Mingling Edges. 

I'm on the edge of glory... Not the Lady Gaga song, but the edge where two natural figures collide. The sand and the ocean... Where the water dances around your ankles and the sand crumbles like brown sugar. Sometimes the pair simply mix together, water and sand, and make wet sand, but sometimes they produce… Continue reading Mingling Edges.