December 2018
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RED DOOR
Breaking, cracking, sinking, sunk. Dunked, and stuck. Stagnate and unmovable. Red Door. Locked. No entry. Neon green. Bright and effervescent. Feverish, flailed and flipped Back door. Enter. Unseen, Uncared, gaped and black. Unashamed and free They all scuffle through A busy highway..the bustling metro…a crowded stairway. Locked and chained. Crippled and drunk stiff drinks and…
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Her Face
……She tells the story of her beginning and end her coming and going Her eyes whisper the joys of her children and the heartaches of her love and his struggle The birds melodies vibrate along her skin Wind chimes dangle from her fingertips Flowers blossom in her hair She wakes with the Sun and sleeps…
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PHOTO
Lightening stretched across the sky and beamed through the curtains.. Twilight slept upon my dreary face.. Fallen shoulders lie on purple sheets. A breath… a blow. To sleep but never to dream. Uneasy and restless. Rocky mind. Beautiful yet untouched. Fruitful curls perfectly kept. Peach smooth lips. Satin belly with rose tucked navel. Rested thigh…
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Night Navigator
Night train.. rolling over hills, and drifts, winding roads..and worn metal. 11:16 pm. Take the Eastbound train. Exit at Stadium Subway. Head West to 4th street. Pass the Ball Park, 2 blocks ahead, on the other side of the highway. Down the Street. Around the corner. Behind the alley. Past the iron gate. To the right. …
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Love Me Right
I got rivers flowing through my breast; ancient rivers that griots tell stories about that babies suckle from that tiny toes dance through I got rivers flowing through my breast Elephant trunks sip Grandmothers bathe in Grandfathers are baptized in Love me right I got a cowry shelled belly that houses the Sun Fruits and…
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Sweet Talker
Wet Liquorice lips Peppermint tongue with a Red Hot tip Cotton Candy breath and Sugar Daddy words He’s a Sweet Talker Strutting his Fifth Avenue walk Spitting his Juicy Fruit talk Flashing Charms on his Hershey wrists and golden Ring Pops on his Hot Tamale fingers Pixie Stix, Jolly Ranchers and Life Savers bustle in his trousers He’s a Sweet Talker He said his name was Carmello and flexed his Hundred Grand chest Twinkling his Laffy Taffy smile Winking with his Cookies n’ Cream eye Offering me…
MANTRA 