Your blue-tinted needles poked my curiosity. How did you sprout in this terrain? In this drought? In this time of fires running wild? How did you stretch so high and wide in this environment? In this era of distrust? In this time of turmoil? Your…

I sit alone in silence Wondering where I went so wrong It seems that everything I do Creates an avalanche, A storm But here in solace I find my peace I thing of things That I released But one by one They come to me…

Hour Two Rays of sunshine pierce through the fabric of hope like hot daggers searing cauterizing the wounds of winter’s blush melting the ventricles of a heart’s cold season when the chamber doors had closed like an iron fist. A heart that beats with filagree…

                                         No quiet no peace                            Just squawks and squalls and agony No hush…

I lay on grandma’s cowries that almost looked like a bed But it’s actually Mama in form of roses and lilies What do we call an abyss with life in it The beed on my wrist signifies the swerling time I had run on And…

She’s got a heart of gold She also thinks pieces of rainbows fall from the sky on sunny days Her touch is a cotton sheet, her sight a floating swan, she hears as a smile sharing joy, tastes as one hungering for truth and smells…

Dark, tiny, confined, Barely able to reach out in front of me. I look up to see a pinpoint of light and have hope. Looking for a way out, I push forward. Wall. I run my fingers along the floor and feel a rock. I…

My thoughts are the inside of a lava lamp, cluttered and combining into a beautiful heated mess. I have a loaded gun, but no trigger I hear blood fill my ears. Danger has never tasted so good. I touch the lifeless body that is no…

Roses are red, violet is blue I want to dance, get lost in imagination life has come with different shades of struggles find love, find life I cry, my brothers are busy being second class citizens in another man’s land they can’t love, No, they…

As a creature Of habit I Don’t like detours I take pleasure In the mundane Routine of life During my youth I woke with Eagerness for school Did my chores Ate my breakfast Caught my bus Went through the Day with enthusiasm Relished each class…