on boxes, bad music, and the drive to be more

what if everything you’ve ever been taught about yourself were true? what if you really aren’t good enough? what if you really are too short? or too tall? or too skinny? or too loud? what if everything that has been told to you were the absolute undeniable irrefutable truth of who you are? who would…

emancipation proclaimed from the mountaintop

preamble my biggest fear is that stress will kill me. my biggest fear is that one day my son, my sweet baby boy, will walk in my room call my name and be forever changed because his mother has died in her sleep of a heart attack, or stroke or aneurysm. my biggest fear is…

fredrick douglass & mr. covey (a found poem)

My mind left me to my fate. Under the circumstances I watched my chance, disregarded threats and made my way. I walked through woods. My strength failed me. I fell down for a time. I nerved myself again and started through bogs and briers home. About this Poem: I am a day late with this…

moon mantra in b minor (with blues funk guitar)

M was never any Older than required. Often mistaken for a much younger woman, she Needlessly wondered the night.   Buoyant she strolls down avenues unknown Occasionally stopping to admire the silence. Ushering past darkened doorways with a glance, it’s Non-consequential what’s behind them. Decency requires she be   Carefully attired on her walks, past…

I just want to testify (press play then read)

sometimes you just won’t understand why life is the way it is i began this journey to reignite in me something i believed long gone…my muse. i thought in the midst of so many disappearing acts over the course of the last decade i had grown numb or deaf to the creative force that once…