This

How do I articulate this moment  In this moment: You’ll have left us You’ll have found your self In these seconds, and minutes You’ll find in yourself so rich an experience Any metric would fail to measure it     This is: Where nothing turns into something Where the manifest destiny of the cosmos meets [...]

Querying

Ain’t I somebody? Don’t my blood count for nothing? Can’t I be a man without ya dogging me? Can’t I holler like the horns in the big band when the song gets real good? Can’t I stand up real tall daring the world to bring me down? Don’t I deserve to believe life ain’t just [...]

En Garde

“En garde”said the woman “Allez” said the man The two knights moved forward Sabers in hands The man lunged forward With impeccable stance, The woman quickly parried halting his advance The young man smiled Pleased with her actions, Riposte called the woman Now gaining traction The man stood froze, stunned by her cunning The two [...]

Love Ultra

Love, what a fine feeling... To have one to call your own. But for one who loves love, One love could never be enough. Perhaps polyamory provides a better possibility. But how could love be so perverse? Twisted and tangled in the heartstrings of so many. For the love of all things just and righteous, [...]

Broken English

Tell me, do you know the cadence of the defeated? A cry-colored deep blue, A whimpering of the soul, Words worn thin from weariness, Have you heard how their howl trembles with a stuttering tempo. Tell me, do you speak the tongue of the broken? The language of the languished, Connotations steeped in the negative, [...]

Music Soul Child

The big band takes the stage. I wade through the taught bodies having been seized by the beat. The maestro fidgets about conducting their ecstasy. But the beat has long since escaped his purview. The drums no longer respond to the tap tap of the heavy set man affixed to the stool Nor do the [...]

Taxiing

You’re allowed to dream in color ya know? And you don’t have to belong to the hands that hurt you. Gnawing. Gnashing. Kisses taste like pennies these days And hugs are far too intimate Prodding. Prickly. Happiness moved to Atlanta to be an actor But Indifference is right where it’s always been...providing, keeping a roof [...]

faust’s ballad

If ever there was a more clever man He could not have been of this world His mind a whip from top to tip How it cracked and curled Brilliant and bright, try as he might He couldn't make sense of it all So he sat silently-stealthily, that he might appear healthily. He sought to [...]

Spanish Moss

Back home I'd always see the tall oak trees muddled with Spanish Moss. To the passersby they added to the charm of the city-  a certain southern appeal To me they fed an uneasiness deep within- an instinctual dread Seeing the clusters hang like strange fruit from the strong outstretched branches. They, having been worn [...]