my opinion on the matter
FUCK, ALL OF IT. Years ago if you asked me about the American dream I’d say I’m looking at it. 4 walls around me adorned with loved ones and achievements a bubble of false securities, just waiting, unprepared to wake up from beneath the flowers. Like a kid with no training wheels on his first ride, taking stories for fact The economy moves in cycles. Politics moves in cycles. Don’t worry about...
When i was little i would go out and play basketball after eating dinner with my family. Kitfo injera weighing me down like stomached bricks of a home left behind; reminders of a history immigrated. But i didnt know, i thought i was just chubby. Fattened by kibbay from earth treaded by warriors of generations from now to the time of Solomon. Queen Sheba is my grandmother and here I thought a...
I gave her my heart in the shape of chocolates. She gave me a pink rose with no thorns. I feared it wouldn’t be enough. She feared it would wilt.
And then I saw God in the eyes of a prostitute I wanted to trace the geography of her countenance her presence like that of heaven in a silhouette they told me never to give up and just when I thought the searing pain of your stare on my conscience was gone you struck like a trident in the sea of my thoughts never again was I whole like every black woman to ever be called beautiful a...
i feel, forgotten. i feel, worn. i feel used up and dismissed i feel let go. let go and forgotten like, your favorite thing as kid your favorite item or toy or what have you like that thing you took everywhere and showed everyone because it was the best part of your life and even with all the actual love from your actual friends and family, there was something about that thing that you just...
World AIDS Day Around The Globe (PHOTOS) →
Across the globe, people are gathering to unite in the fight against HIV/AIDS. From human red ribbon formations in Taipei, to “I Wear A Condom” flash mobs in Bucharest, see how the world is creating awareness.
She was always a dragonfly. Cursed by the blessing of her mother’s rebellion a womb made for her in leopard print polyester Bright red lipstick graffitis the walls Love, Love, Love, BANG. As she sits on her bed going through her baby pictures of her soon to be self She sprawls, the whole bed to herself in a barren yet cluttered room furnished with a coffee table and a copy of Chomsky a broken...
Agape Leaf Tea
I took a trip down to Africa one day and asked them, What’s so special about me? They couldn’t tell me. i knew i was guilty. So i took a walk down the road at night i met a man on the street with no shoes on his feet and socks made of ash to cover his blisters, i said, why me? he nodded and asked me for a dollar so i gave it to him. i kept walking and made it to this tea house in the...