Words
Another Black Floyd
George, I don’t know how many of us are herewho share your Texas lineof long chocolate bodieswho can dance on and off the courtwith...
Understandable
Uppermost in almost anybody’s mind these days
(Not to impute Platonic shape to space)
Desire (as if it were a thing) will blaze
Entre nous anew, prognosticating...
September Dawn
The swift and cold pre-autumn rain,
Will not, dear life, have come in vain.
The last burst of green life given
In dried beds of aged creeks...
Tierra Nueva
In this random pick-up-sticks, double helixMelting pot amalgam and gene pool diasporaOf multiracial physiognomy, skin color,And multilingual saga, rhythm, and songOf European, African, Asian,...
Excerpt from Postscript #29
There have been more baby ghosts lately with few fit for heaven. The air in the room is toxic. The government feels threatened thinks...
the young, the the we, the all
By the virtue that we are children & were more soThat young & exposed we were cunning enough to readThat the society of the...
An Ode to the Sounds of Blackness
When Ray Charles asked, “Come live with me and won’t you be my love?” Gladys said she’s leaving to be with him On a midnight train...
Self-Deceit #3
I know that room inside youwhere you go to hide when you’re scared and don’t want to be seen. Where your back is turned away, eyes lowered if they’re...
