Memories of My Mother You thought I wouldn’t understand, I guess. Talking to your friend, Mickey and Joan and I watching. You said to your friend, “I always said when I grew up I was going to have five children born two years apart,…
Category: Half Marathon Poem
What Makes You
You bury yourself in layers as you grow, And when others picked you apart You buried yourself deeper and deeper. Until the you they see is not bedrock, Just another shelf of slim self worth, Supported by stress cracks and boiling feelings That threaten to…
Black Vibes
Holding space as women of color to share, love, and support one another. Watching our children laugh, create and play. What more can I say? It’s a vibe with colorful currents in our airway. A melody only my sisters can play. Men of color…
Ghost Karma episode 2 hour 11
Ghost Karma Episode 2 Tommy realised he was dead He tried to get up Tommy realised he was a ghost He saw his dead body On the ground His ghost chased David Followed him Found his home Tommy possessed David’s body To make him miserable
Dear my former self
Dear ten-year-old me, Let’s get down to business shall we? Firstly, take off the fake leather jacket, It doesn’t look good, you look like a pretentious maggot, We both know you’re only one of those, Stop crying out “I know! Miss I know the…
Urban Garden
The city roars far below with a savage metal rhythm, And on the sidewalk it’s casual cannibalism As men devour and bury each other to survive. But here, home, vines twine in cages and pots And dream maybe, in a vegetable way, Of places beyond…
The bus stops beside the concrete footpath, The rain thunders down on the grumpy teens, Who were forced out of bed at 7 a.m. by their damn alarms, The town has been engulfed by a thick fog, The weather warning was the first thing I…
Dreams Deferred
In response to Langston Hughes “Harlem” Strange enough I find myself thinking of you. Sitting here reminiscing about our forgotten fruit. The hopes and dreams we had in hopes of a life together. Predicting we could withstand any storm together. I take your hands…
Undone (hour 9)
He was everything to her, Her sun and moon, The first one she called when something went wrong, He was everything, and just like that, He was gone, When she heard, Her strings of sanity began to unravel, Revenge rang in her head, Like…