Month: August 2024


  • People staring at me, but I haven’t spoken yet

    I hate that you have no answersbut I also hate good cops looking for excusespour the heavy molasses of my unrequited griefinto your fillable chestthen hang up sweet iron cathartic fist fight on our tongues Do you call me to hear them?in between the waves of repeating myselfa screeching cry cracks apologies in choking sobs,…

  • Fences and Colors

    Fences and Colors

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    When I learned Derrick Bell wrote science fiction, I cried in my carGeorge Wallace screaming on Color TV 1,000 armed veterans and 9 black teenagersprobably still alive to vote in 2024 In the shadows of temporarily embarrassed immigrants, were my ancestors bittering,red ears in the Southern sun, with oil-gray fingernails cutting the palms of their fists Somehow…