“Please, don’t ever stop writing, Allow always the twins of Joy and Pain to ravage you…” The pain I’ve been trying to write Out of my system, however Is one for which language has birthed Not words, but images Personal and of the utmost beauty These marked the path to a grave A certain part…
Tag: love
Gambler [a poem]
The devastation was not about my heart alone but in watching the pedestal upon which you always stood crumble to the ground: along the side, the inscription had read “strength.“ I thought you would win against this. I’d read the confidence in the way you seemed to play all the hands the universe dealt took…
“N*gger lovers don’t live very long” [a personal response]
With some extra sleep due to weather conditions delaying work, but not so icy roads, I thought my day was off to a good start and I deserved to splurge on a chocolate granola something I was craving. With a few bucks in my handbag and about two extra minutes on the dash clock, I pulled into…
The Danger of Loving is that You Learn to Live in Truth [micropoems]
I’ve seen monuments built to strength Crumble and fall Bring men to their knees In anger of the pain I know it all too well For even the soundest of structures Cannot emulate the courage Of a beating heart. It’s okay to stand up, darling The Phoenix is no myth But what becomes of a…
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,…
the death I’ll wish I had
“One is love. The other is finding a way of coping with life that does not push love away.” – on the two pillars of life, with regards to living a healthful one of quality and happiness, after a 75-year study, Dr. George Vaillant There are things we grow up with in our heads,…
my year inadequately summed [a personal note]
This, this is just for me, for my collection, but I share it because maybe you’ll find something that clarifies some aspect of something you’ve read or feel inspired by something you see. 2014 has been a most incredible year, on so many levels. When I consider the impact it has had on me already…
love does not exist in this world where people live by fear and ego.
(Black and white) I shared my soul, opened mind, arms, and heart and in the end, lost those too: I didn’t look the part. (warfare) Fatalities: Hope. Love. Faith. They lie here Struck down by the failure of believing In the beauty of one’s spirit To transcend the beauty of the shell for its journey….
Home Alone (or, How a Soloist Celebrates the Holidays)
I hung two stockings, one for a cat I’ll probably never see again and another for my baby (also a cat) visiting his grandparents in Texas. I wrapped gifts for Angel Tree children (all purchased from either small or black-owned businesses to support the #NotOneDime initiative while brightening some kids’ holidays) and a few more…
Sharkey Speaks 