Category: Poetry

  • Poem: Sugar Kills

    Row after row, lines of boxes, colorful and bright with words.They capture a young audience with their promises.Grams of protein. No refined sugar. Crunchy and delicious.There has to be a better way to sustain a human belly.It is odd to think how a rectangular medium sized bar, how the workings of the human eye and…

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  • Poem: Dying Vines

    Over lack of tenderness and with wilting flowers, the vines will die with them.Humans call it a cycle of life and death.You can’t change simplicity, and if there’s a way to elongate, keep it to quiet.No one likes an unsolicited mouthpiece,wide open when it should be closed,I would prefer nothing more, for these stupidideas to…

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  • Poem: Forever is a Long Time

    What happens when only one wants forever? The other only wants a little slice of forever. I might have deluded myself by thinking. My decisions were the best at the time. Like a marble statue missing its head. There was once a living man that lost his. I imagine his eyes saw a glimpse of…

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  • Poem: Unwinding

    A person once saidThe best of the bestIs what makesPeople want moreIn life than the daysGiven to themOn a dull platter, And yet in the endNothing mattersQuite as much as thoseThings you can’t putInto various sized containersOr glass jars if you’re lucky,But this is a delusionTo think aboutWhen the people Around you crumbleFrom young stupidityAnd…

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  • Poem: LIVING IN THE HEAT

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    The sun is bright.I could not see.The road ahead of me.The lines are over shadowed.I could use the rays of yellow.Like a drawing by a five-year-old fellow.The child is smart.I can’t compare.The sun shifts at his dare.I take shelter.I try to outdrive the heat.My foot pressed down on the street.The car accelerates.I zoom toward the…

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  • POEM: Just A Dog

    He is the dog in the family. He is large. His paws are the size of steroid injected muscles. His pads are the bottoms of what should’ve been four legs. He has three. He is what happens when you don’t keep good watch. He wanders off like a dummy. He steps into a trap made…

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  • Poem: Five Dollar Meal

    I saw a man sitting outside a fast-food restaurant. He was asking for money. I didn’t have any cash. Like most people, I don’t carry cash anymore. I don’t need dollar bills or quarters for laundry.He never asked me. I was one of the ones that got away.I wasn’t one of those people that makes…

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  • Poem: A Woman of a Different Opinion

    I would like to think differently, feel differently, taste the food entering my mouth differently.Except many years of reflectiondoes that to a woman, does that to me.Our skin becomes blemished, and it ought not be this way when we look into mirrors.We yearn for the days when therewere no wrinkles or muffin tops. We have…

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  • Poem: Gathering Old Dust

    After a while, it no longer matters. Gathering up the darkness in your arms. The empty corner waits patiently. He heard you speak and the echoes that followed. If you want to teach him that, go ahead. I will not wait anymore. You have shown your colors. They are dirty and gross after all. The…

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  • Poem: Fingers and Toes

    I landed.Somewhere in the middle,that’s right, yeah.Middle of what, I’m not sure.All I know it’s the center,it feels funny.It’s true.The lies, that is.She won’t face it,knows enough about it though,bopping her on the face and all,leaving identifiable marks.That’s right, keep looking away.I surrendered.Heard something from outside,not quite right but still there.You couldn’t count them all,not…

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  • Poem: I Will Have the Soup

    Just like mama used to not make me She was too busy getting ready for work Putting on thick layers of make up on her face The men she kissed accuses her nightly All kinds of topics are discussed between them They hold her accountable for bad things She is the target of their anger…

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  • Poem: Nature Follows

    The clouds opened up, wider, and swallowed the sunshine, whole. A bite didn’t occur until later, when the brightness shined upon us. The rain is happy, dancing around the dirty cars. The sky forfeited the game, knowing it wasn’t supported.

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  • Book Recommendation: Black Girl, Call Home

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