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…

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…

when the world shatters

i. when the world shatters it’ll have been my hand splintered and cut for the remorseful idiocy of holding it out for you. ii. i am the child that touched the stove and too much enjoyed the show of melting flesh to hear my breaking, painful cry. iii. hope is the most dangerous possession so…

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…