immolation [a poem]

Immolation from the inside; out – The searing of bridges aflame yet can’t be burned Indestructible bonds White hot brandings Against the interior of ribs Breathe (deep): into the water dive – wait it out on the  ebb and flow   of the universe’s directives time will cool what destiny forged.

kesmet (an excerpt)

It is an epic. It is unfinished. So there is this… Inevitably, my name will be spoken On the undercurrent of every love line, and Every syllable of speech unspoken of things on the mind, Echoes from his heart. We collided, smashing this dimension Into a million sparkling pieces And rebuilt, me within him, him…

divine/ unclothe my mind [a poem]

I’m standing before you Almost entirely naked – Almost. … Waiting with this last shred… I’m asking you to unclothe my soul Let your fingers run delicately down my spine Tracing the dignity of a thousand ancestral goddesses before me That bore me; See that my eyes are not like stars But entire galaxies themselves…

as will you & I at dawn and dusk [a poem]

Maybe I was beautiful Once, behind the dust veil Lace dancing on the light Blessing the space our souls danced In the ballroom between our lips. I look over my shoulder at you, demure smile Mystery learned from your secret-keeping ways Will it hurt you to count the others that have waltzed here since you left…

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…

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…

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,…

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,…

a haikai (hokku, haiku) and a brief lesson

A haikai is a series of haiku, set off on the theme of the opening haiku, the hokku. How quick and easy that was. (This reminder) (1.) Background of my phone, two lovers… he kisses her, she beams total joy. (2.) Forever tender; Always, they are suspended in love you can’t touch. (3.) The day…

my humanity [a brief crafted thought]

There are moments, sometimes, I feel so justified in my humanity, feel so rightly vulnerable, feel excited, feel alone, feel endlessly hopeful, feel despair, feel desire for my deepest wants that burns to the point of physical ache, feel beautiful, feel foolish, feel too proud, too modest, gullible, feel too easily hurt, feel guarded, too…