preamble: discovering breasts under my nightgown was one of the most traumatic experiences of my childhood. from that very moment i was trapped in a world with a constant bombardment of sexual attention so aggression i simply could not breathe. they no longer saw me. the me, i had been. the somersaulting-head-standing-singing-and-climbing-trees-daydreaming me was lost. overnight, i had become flesh…
Tag: poetry
mark 12:31 (expanded wanda addition to ensure enoughness for all)
Love your neighbor as yourself. There is no commandment greater than these. Here’s the thing… I don’t want you loving me the way you love you with your overstuffed calendars and empty carryout tins I don’t want love that’s squeezed in between teeth whitening and that 3rd Starbucks before car pool I don’t want…
a woman with an issue (sermon from a couch)
there was a woman with an issue. 12 years she lived with a hemorrhage. 12 years, she bleed. all her money spent. no one could tell her why. no one could cure her of the issue. for 12 years, she lived. sick. tired. ostracized. alienated. defiled. broke. defeated. who doesn’t understand this woman. this woman…
on the promotion of amiri baraka to ancestor
the truth is i don’t know what the hell i am doing i am wholly unprepared for the life of the erudite i cannot yet be promoted to mentor least of all sage i’m still sitting here figuring shit out i pay my bills and i make sure my child is…
wisdom, a bridge
There is wisdom in me when a child is bereaved, lost the i in me takes a backseat as I take over. She is assured. She is control. There is wisdom in me when the mask of illusion claims spaces unearned and another soul cries to be unshackled. There is wisdom in me…
winterborn (in memory of vernell d. williams)
i am a woman born in winter when all goes pale and dormant i come alive with new ideas invigorated i pack for unchartered territories within and at times without map or guide wondering where can i go who can i be and where will i land if i just jump from this place of…
fiscal cliff (i say if they feeling froggy, jump!)
most of america lives on the edge of reason standing in the gaps of chicken nuggets fried dreams and houses we can’t heat congress jives us about deficits like we don’t know what its like to make hard choices and still live right we all got our problems and have long since given up the…
decidedly unresolved
i will still be fat in the morning my house will not be free of dustbunnies and no closer to millionairehood then the night before i decidedly resolve to remain unresolved my heart is complicated and at times my thoughts a bit twisted i don’t always make wise choices my scale & bank account attest the…
surviving guilt 96 hours post CT
in a tub that is 3 parts bubble 1 part water it is hard to find toes to tickle least of all clean he sloshes and splashes creating bubble beards and fists of steel air punches launch at no target in particular a day is recounted there was art and music he still remembers the…
sometimes i just have to say…thank you
he props me up giving the illusion that it is alone that i stand pushed forward there is no opportunity to even wave goodbye to the life i wish i had known like a wet winter morning the sun does not dawn yet behind the clouds its warmth is apparent unfrozen animated by the force that…
fearfree living 