The lights are off in my room. I lay in my bed with my duvet covering just my legs from the waist down. I am naked. Waist up, I have on my over sized dashiki. With my head on my arm, I type this text. The breeze in my room is just right. I…
Read MoreAs I lay my head to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep. Poetry is not dead. They said. Why should I waste my time then? To dive deep into my sea-of-thoughts And row my words to the shore of human intellect. Adding up long winded nonsense of grammatical word play. To what…
Read MoreREVELATIONS It was particularly humid; the kind which kept you tossing and turning in your bed. Foolish I, thought opting for the floor that night would help my situation. Disappointment greeted me in my stride. I changed positions about a hundred times on that cursed heated floor. I curled, twirled, posed and bowed. But none…
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