Potholes- a portal for insects to escape the politics   Under construction – a place I would never call home   Exotic- the trees that don’t just provide shade

Bless the day I would learn to love new beginnings.   The day the thing in your body broke, Someone with a strange face discovered the crack. The day you broke, the day you discovered you were The thing that broke, my then strong arm…

Lay down with me and carve your name into my bones but it’s already there

  I am Blackety Black Black Pride in me is where I’m at Channeling  Big Mama, Big Daddy, Unc and Auntie Who left me a lovin’ legacy Being Blackety Black Black Means loving me inside and out Cuz my melanated majic is what I am…

Shakespeare, ace of the appalling art, With horror’s touch, you played your part. In Macbeth’s castle, fear dwells, Where the witches weave their evil spells. The apparition of Hamlet’s father, hauntingly pale, Sets the arrange for an awful, wrathful tale. Othello’s envy, a dangerous flame,…

Thanks to all for a great time. Will definitely do it again next year! Love Ant

She waited too long For him and his span to stay, She couldn’t see him. How long ago? He always comes and goes, Haven’t you seen that the day has a date? Wait, it’s better late than never. Time, stranger with strange things, The ground…

HOPE Hope emerges Like a ray of light, Like a guiding star, At the end of a tunnel of despair. Hope, whispers softly To rise To see beyond our tears To see beyond our failure. Hope gives us, An anchor A stability to rise A…

I have been a recluse througout this marathon. I promise that I will read at least one of your poems and comment on it/them. But first, restorative sleep. Take care of yourself. You did it!

Dear Anna Akhmatova, I sincerely hope that you are doing well. I’m writing to thank you for creating the powerful piece “Requiem.”” Few works of literature have ever affected my spirit the way your words have. “Requiem” is a monument to the human spirit’s tenacity…