The hatred U have for me makes no sense to me like it does to U U don’t want me to know my history my herstory bcz it is a telling of the evil deeds of U and yours Yo mama, yo mama’s mama ,…

Wake up at five brush teeth and hair Slick it down not an errant curl Quick cup of coffee time for a cherry poptart feed my pups quickly wishing for more time to play Take the old jeep to the depot station Stand in line…

I was constantly made to feel like I was a burden for existing. It’s not really my mother’s fault that this is the case. I was a burden for existing to her; I was not on purpose, I was not chosen, I was not selected,…

Nope, there ain’t no hope. We is not teachin’ hope. Hope is like Saddam’s rope, The one around his throat.   Hope is for the Judas Goat, The one that leads to slaughter houses. Why Hope When we can know.   Hope requires trust, And…

Hour Four Outlying plans with graphite tracing the intent- gradients of charcoal delineate from original form a tiger’s eye iridescent gleam watch with slanted strokes of ink to pen in abstract thought and underlying meaning. Oil streaks as the canvas weeps fields of color upon…

The toppings, The slices, The watery dice, The earth isn’t flat, but pizza it, Why don’t we end conversations by being weird-doughs? All I got is room & mushrooms for you. Come over for a dinner. Where we argue about the crusts.

Running through the pages of haves and have-nots, promising in the mother tongue, escaping the reality, dreams are filled with the sequences of running.  

aint bea crazy doodling everything funning going home instigating jumping kicking laughing making nookie opening pickling quitting running sexing tasting unique valentines while xercising zoobies

Coffee is my favourite time of the day. The froth of 1000 eyes, gives me perspective to deal with beings. The amalgamation of granules and milk gives out the message, that we all have the same coloured blood flowing inside us.

  If you believe yourself, it’s a desire Today’s failures shows the way to success Hope reveals your fears in your destiny Not with doubts, it’s a light for morrow. In every humans’ heart, there’s an aim To your journey some invisible hand Encourages, inspires…