The Anthem

The Anthem 10•11•01 We come with our tattoos an our piercings, with our slick tricks and street wise dome We come with our laziness and our arts and our voices With our sagging pants and oversized shirts, with our bald heads and dread heads, And fades and Ceasers ,...

The Devil Winked

THE DEVIL WINKED Walkin I was Down the street   alone , but peopled block there were people everywhere like mardigras  only.. different. Walking I was   when I saw , she saw me seeing we were   sighting each other like rifles Gorgeous  she was Gorgeous    my eyelids...

Grief..a meditation on Death and Consequences

So I sit in my chair.. and I write I who am privileged beyond privilege in this world of men Ruled by other men And women -brought up by women, who’ve been so surrounded by men and the lack of men, that they teach their daughters to be hard in places that were meant...

Changed- A Slam Experience 05.09.11

  I just got back from one of the most moving poetry reading experiences I’ve ever lived through and I’m fucked up. I feel like several things have twisted loose inside and I’m not sure how to put them back together, or even what the pieces are....