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Jazz

This poem uses the continuous metaphor of jazz to tell a tale of lovers in conflict

Being black. Being woman. Being gay.

a short poem describing the strength in carrying titles the world hates

I have an answer for every ‘how are you?’ directed to me, but lately there haven’t been any. I have things to share, I promise. You will be entertained by my trauma. Isn’t that what you want? You ridicule my pain as I shovel it into black plastic bags , bare it on my backContinueContinue reading “Weight of the Past”

In love with the sun

Last night a volcano erupted and everything that ever existed became irrelevant. The lava convulsed to form a new land, a firtility. My biggest fear was intimacy come too close and find my vacillation only to leave. You put your fears aside and presented me with mine I only feared what I didn’t understand -anContinueContinue reading “In love with the sun”

I was not yet ready. Forgive me.

You had the best intentions And the craziest poses You only wore one hoodie Even on heated days Even in heated arguments They say that the one who’s heart you break will avenge through your next lover I attest to it My life proves it Im out in the cold begging for affection Begging forContinueContinue reading “I was not yet ready. Forgive me.”

procrastination or gratification?

ill finish this later… me: gets a playlist me: gets snacks me:” okay, lets do this! if i focus ill be done in 2hrs” me (2hrs later): “one perfect paragraph is progress. dont rush the process. i cant be hard on myself im a sensitive being. im only human” me: watches a documentary about howContinueContinue reading “procrastination or gratification?”

Stand up and introduce yourself.

As we know it : “Introduce yourself starting with your name and something interesting about yourself” _ A thought* * Why something interesting? Why not something boring? What is wrong with being boring? Must I prove how entertaining I can be as a measure of my value? _ And so you twiggle your thumbs, breakContinueContinue reading “Stand up and introduce yourself.”

Dignity and poverty: a negative correlation

7:46 am I stood right in front of him I stared straight at him I asked “Malume, o Shap?” He didn’t see me. What was I expecting when a man is engulfed by povery, having lost his dignity among the pillars that serve for open urination Bluetooth intoxication Spiritual retrogression How could I expect theContinueContinue reading “Dignity and poverty: a negative correlation”

HaYppiness

I found a happiness that is not temporary. I found a happiness that can camouflage to meet the background. I found a happiness that is the background. And the foreground And all the grey matter in between I found a happiness that cannot be breezed by you not asking me how I am I foundContinueContinue reading “HaYppiness”