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Poetry & Tales

Teenager feels alone—no father at homeA ripple in a tideless void still searching forA solution— Teenager wonder what guidance through exponentialFluxes in testosterone looks...

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I pray you get back together again.  I pray that your toxic thoughts in your mind don’t pollute you any  further.  I pray you...

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The day will come when you realise the code hidden in my hands. I’m fearful.  I wonder if you have already noticed. I message...

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Roses are red, violets are blue,I’m just saying these things toget a smile out of you. I’m optimistic of the truths in this world...

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It isn’t wrapped up,It isn’t placed under the tree,It isn’t expensive,or need to cost a lot,you see.It’s within us already,It’s there without sayinga word,It’s...

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Fast.So fast.Beyond the elements.My heart’s thumping loudly.Taking in gulps of air as I gasp.Falling.Freefallin’.Hitting the clouds like a pillowafter a long day.Seeing the beautiful...

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Fumes of what were once familyLive within this frame— not allGrave diggers architect robberies Mornings begin with the removalOf the outer crust, an oceanic...

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You need to give yourself a break.You need to do what you love.You need to stop putting so muchpressure on yourself.You are more than...

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Where I’m from my ancestors taught me how to water bend.We took refuge in the rivers of the James before Columbushad consent to middle...

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After our revolution there will begarden beds as tributes to us. Dormant seeds will sprout in response to our glow.This is how yellow dwarf...

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When I am gone, let my spirit roam free.I’ll illuminate the sky.Cherish a memory and let’s celebrate.Let’s smile, let’s cook, let’s talk, let’s dance,...

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I be Idlewild—3000 Throwback mountains ofHip-Hop, Latin Quicksteps, Stepping, instructional dances,irregular heartbeats. I pulse things. By daytime I am your protagonistIn twilight hours… your...

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“When I talk about flesh, what I mean is that I want for mywords to be touched gently, as if you had never seen...

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When the Cast Iron Speaks… you will knowall crops aren’t created equal. Seeds hereare sacred… a culmination of intentional manicuredblueprints for ancestorial pow wows....

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Like blinking into the sunThe end of the beginning has begunFor we are told that a needle will save the dayAnd with that needle...

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The dates have read like obituaries,Lost in the confusion of limbo… WeHave been forced to face mirrors weNever knew existed. Jobs… depleted…Bodies dismembered from...

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I have a Question: What’s Black?  Answer: Black beside-eyes trailing  You just walk down the street.  Black be the innovators that trailblaze  Without the recognition...

Poetry & Tales

I’ll take a Venti Medicine Ball,Make sure to give me2 agave syrups, 3 honeys,let that sit in the hot water—half filled—with a Defense Up,Comfort,...

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