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the want ads # 1 1. wanted: freedom to do pleasing belly laughs midnight with my beloved a Triple5soul hoodie in blueberry fuchsia parents together happy brothers granddaddy live 2 bill in the bank of black unity mi nombre en sus libros my name in your books ~~ We are nearing [...] in honor of HAPPY BLACK GIRL DAY, a day to remember to be thankful and participate in a little self-appreciation, i’m re-upping a poem i wrote back in ’08. i thought this was apropos, no? every black girl needs a theme song. ii.
four years handholding memories across the brooklyn bridge we walk through life holding onto hope and love has never felt like this . this, hard to describe what it is to those that cannot see what you looked like seven summers ago the bronx burned infatuation and we grew into us. a couple together–in spite of . today we remember i do. i do remember what it felt like then. nervous, [...]
4 year olds + iPhoto=Pure Comedy!
questions come to mind who cares. all i need is you when it all falls down There’s no secret that I love words. I love the power that can be wielded and conveyed in a simple sentence. I love how words, like grandiose, sound (and feel) coming from my lips. And I love scribbling words into poems that so easily and succinctly express what I want to say better than any essay. From time to [...] Newt is angry, sowhat else is new? Obamaplays nice with others thankfully ~~just a quick note. you can catch me blogging today over at MyBrownBaby. [...] i am tired and oh so hot. the temp was nearly 100 degrees today and my classroom doesn’t have A/C. yes, it was torture. but we made it. by 6th period all the kids were tired and cranky, and i really couldn’t blame them. i have been slacking on putting up some of the poems [...] the break-up muse matched miswords strewn lying heavily on your tongue i don’t understandyour needs unmetmine alonewelove in the trenches (c) me, 2003 ~~~last week i spent three days [...] i have been tryingto leave you for years. alonenow shoulders heavy weight like sunrise. farto go. we opposite. loveharder. in spite of all things stay pushing aheaddaily struggling to keepabove hopelessness we fight for this lifethis right to touch fingertipsanew. we grow, old. (c) me. 2009. monday came loudlypushing weekend hard like ibelong to him, alone not ready. buzzerrings anyway. damn. too earlyto be out, workin’ bell rings. students scat.leaving notes, books, brains openpour as much and fill. traffic sucks. badusings me home, tranquil, though hornsblaze loudly through night air fresh like new rain poured over the city. repeat.routine. day breaks soon. ~*~(c) me, 2009. read.savor.repeat.  |
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