fantasy realized? [a poem]

Suspended gracefully like an acrobat between reality and sleep’s resort, my mind calls out to your image: A king wandering in pilgrimage from his throne seeking a more noble crown of humbler sheen. I fight to believe in or against you Not knowing yet if it’s safe to reach out, or if I’m simply imagining…

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wet lips to paint your dreams [a poem]

Unconsciously My lips kiss my tongue In a slowed, quiet moistening Preparing for a delicate meeting Of mouth to tip The small hole my lips embrace Filled with potential to Create new worlds My hands find their place In gentle but assured grip Without thought The subconscious confidence of one who’s Done this many times…

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uncanned laughter/with a side of thighs (an excerpt)

Excerpt from one of my unfinished epics, feministic and self-loving in nature. I am quite delighted and proud in being a woman. Actually, I just love it.   I am a woman let me breathe cosmos swirling inside me, repeatedly flooding, overwhelmed by creation craved, my art is still not enough. I am to give birth…

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I never grade in red [a Crafted Thought]

I regret that being able to simplify algebraic expressions fluently does not save my students from being shot. My hands are covered in green ink, I have four different types of assignments spread across my bed and half-sheets of notes and things that worked and things that didn’t when trying to explain developing equations from…

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New Publication

Recently received news that online journal Threeandahalfpoint9  decided to publish one of my shorts. Always grateful to have my work featured anywhere and felt this was a great start to the new year.   You can download a .pdf of the journal above to enjoy (rinse. repeat) alongside several other poets or check out my contribution…

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ODO NNYEW FIE KWAN.

Odo nnyew fie kwan. African proverb, represented by the symbol shown here, an adinkra symbol. I have already a handful of tattoos and a dozen more planned, from snakes to elaborate trees to all kinds of things. My admiration for African culture (someday, Ghana), particularly West Africa, and interest in art led me to take…

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Don’t Look Down [a poetic]

Don’t look down. I can feel my toes curl over the edge of the bed. Don’t look down, they say, so you’re not aware of how far you can fall but I can’t help but contort my neck to find that mischief glitter in your eyes when you catch me watching. I’m looking down but,…

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January Student Feature: Anil

The importance of empowering our youth and given their voices avenues to be heard cannot ever be overestimated, for their words are a meter of our society’s health and ability to succeed. If Anil were to stand solo as an indication of such, in my humble opinion, it would look that we were starting 2015…

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New Newness [an update] & Haiku

2015 arrived in an unexpectedly delighted way that seemed to promise that hope is not all bad to carry. It’s also bringing a few new delights for my lovely little site, which, as of January 8, will have reached the end of its first year. Including a new site name (please note: SharkeySpeaks.com), moving forward,…

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microcosm [a poem]

One of the areas in which I have experienced extraordinary growth over the past few years, this last one in particular, is my spirituality. I grew up with a particular leaning towards favouring science, viewing it as though it were separate from all the rest of the concepts. As the rebel daughter of a Tarot reader,…

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