Humanity: Raw & Unfiltered
We met in Paris many years ago now Right away she befriended me, I’m not sure how. Twelve years difference, but I felt I knew her. Where she came from I couldn’t at first be sure. I overheard her say to a student, “Je suis belge,” And I was mystified, Read more
My first trip to Paris. A dream come true. From the favela to the City of Light. Like in the movies. Young, in love, and full of hope. We were sipping drinks on a sunny terrace when my new boyfriend glanced at my arms and grimaced. “You have a lot Read more
Here you have it Right down your temple A clipped chip Smelling like nothing In which untouchable is your imagination And you heard it A tiny explosion in the ear A season of fine snow Deleting your eyes of preciousness It is hard To be articulate As consciousness Emergent In Read more
How dare you… how dare you Choose her over me This cunning vampire in the Dark Mood Disorder Whore For those few days a week when she whispers in your ear When she dms you… come and sit with me When she sends you the video of her lower legs Read more
The fields are gone, the chains remain, Now they brand you with debt and shame. Cotton mills turned to glass and steel, You’re free but can’t afford a meal. Railroad kings laid tracks of gold, On stolen earth, their fortunes rolled. Crypto kings now stake their claim, Lady Liberty weeps Read more
Adios (sung on tremolo) Evelyn – Why are you not A sun-carved shape Predictable as a Windowless stone I could hug you into my Bones Even if your hair might lure with serpents I could kiss your feet for the longest minute Relish without a second of hesitation Print me Read more
When you get to be my age, you reflect on how you spent your time here on earth, the people you loved, the ones you didn’t, the dreams you wove, and the ones that unraveled. What you see is a study in personal evolution. If you’re lucky, your life was Read more
When I watch you, and I mean… watch you Like a stalker at poetry readings I am at first engaged, noticing the enunciation You do, the measured beat, the drum like inevitability Of your cascading words And then I sink into you I feel selfish, like the words are for Read more