That Cocoa

A colored turban crowns her head to cover her savage dreads in that masking her strength, not too loud questing for just enough so they could forget she was here but no invisible cloak could disguise her cocoa so wanton were her striking features her arresting ebony that beguiled and arrested the magic that flickered... Continue Reading →

The way of death

Pam couldn't believe that she had actually gone through with it You know how when you have a nightmare where you keep falling into infinite darkness. That sinking feeling in your tummy that only intensifies, reverberating pressure until you cant take any more. You let a breath escape and voila, your bladder has found its... Continue Reading →

The Makings of You

Young, purportedly free lean and energetic with the hustle bustling with the best of them, revelling in the action stomping in the mud hopefully earning your entitlement while pissing a perfect arch on grass green as hope before it grieves Older, professedly wiser? It's a whole new world gotten better at life, at living, lying... Continue Reading →

And we oop..

After the show What we do here, stays right here at the parking lot for sure in this moment that late night ride to drive each other crazy lets keep it on the low nobody has to know let them hear though boots knocking fast and hard sounds of apprehension locked out sweat and steam... Continue Reading →

Vaguely Important Person

another day the sun is out another vague church harambee looms in the open not without your favorite politician, never that His beady eyes dancing over his shiny forehead oversized teeth gleaming a sharp contrast to his black as sin skin seated at the helm of the stand, this vaguely important person patiently awaits the... Continue Reading →

Dead Men

Dead men walk amongst us walk with the living Dead men are not friends with living men in paper soft whispers they condescend and rebuke us whose wits seem halfway about us, with no provocation they offer them no gifts yet they demand libation wired, we are meant to believe short of wiping their phantom... Continue Reading →

How many ways?

How many ways can you count leaping over a bridge a thousand times you chant and pout lie and lay over every time another peaceful piece burnt etched into nothingness a deep blackness void of hum and rum  

Rain on me

Rain on me Pounding pellets Fast and furious Rain on me Whet my palate A starving nation Undignified by the stroking heat A begging nation Whose souls vibrance dims Beckoning, hearkening To a soulless pit that swallows souls eternally Sure as dust blows on my bony ashes The flag at half mast flows On the... Continue Reading →

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