I take a
half gallon of milk
to the sewer,
entrenched in concrete’s gutter,
down the street, and
commence to pour it out.

Not because it is
spoiled with clumps
stinking to the high heavens;

But for baby boys
and girls, unborn &
unknown to their
21 candles.
Whether by
abortion, lack of heart-beat,
bullet, noose, pills, miscarriage, bad-decisions, or
accident on I-20.
Symbolic like Christian
crosses on roadsides,
with flowers—

we remember.
I remember.

For being un-held,
unwanted, unappreci… Continue

up at dawn...

i strap on africa,
proverbially and for passion...

its the yoke i harness my imagination to
pullin me up from this assimilated coma;
tan docker's and this tattered olive hoodie
making for a poor man's dashiki

midnight is the workclothes i fit my words into;
i'm a pullman car porter for old adages and new mythicisms;
i'm a houngan in hijab and overalls...

on this land/in these asphalt fields
i'm the onyx ox... a beast AND a burden.


half past day...… Continue

Bright, sunshiny
happy
melodic
harmonious
my mood
my goal
my outlook
y - e - l - l - o - w

at least today

ning seems to be sprouting as a platform for internet sociability, especially for writers, artists and business types.
poet and journalist bruce george has a pretty full community where people are networking (or appear to be) - its grown pretty fast and feels more like a mini-myspace. yall should check his out... i think the link is brucegeorge.ning.com - perhaps u should google it to be sure.

new world order/prysmatic dreams has a ning site... ima member, but i cant access my account. ive forg… Continue

started
synchronised
and switched
songs to secure
a sonnet i once
symphonised for
solomon
so he would
secretly solidify
his soul to seek mine...

problem was,
people poked
poetry at him,
puns and prefixes
to make me feel like
a punk to pose a prose
as imperfect as mine...

eventually,
everyone else evapourated
enabling me to
express my energies
and elevate his
memories to a 'me'
state of min[d]...

across acres;
antonyms drew
apocalypses
and aardvarks
in abercrombie
ached to
avenge the last of
w… Continue