Tag Archives: dreams

Whispered Memories

I hear you whisper memories in my ear like death you will not go away. I press the pause button continuously but still your words vibrate in my ear, a nonstop loop of promises you never could keep. Poetry is … Continue reading

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Heat

When you got Lauryn Hill on the radio, a pen in your hand and a notebook, this is what happens: It’s kinda hard to pinpoint when I first knew something was wrong. Sometimes I think it was just the fact … Continue reading

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Breaking My Own Heart

A poem in the works: I have broken my own heart so many times I no longer trust myself to love. I’ve spent years learning what it takes to unravel my love and then I am guilty of tolerating people … Continue reading

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I Wanna Hear a Love Song

Why aren’t any of the love songs actually about love? There are songs about longing to love a woman the way she deserves to be loved & songs about walking away from love but nothing about holding onto love as … Continue reading

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A Pain to Swallow Your Own

The silence was enough to drive us all mad. It would have too if we had not finally stopped breathing. It echoed in our brains, this forlorn silence, as we felt the blood draining from our bodies. They would say … Continue reading

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Empty Spaces

Last night I dreamed that I was in my grandmother’s house, a place I no longer go since she passed away. I was staring out the kitchen window. Someone I recognized in the dream, but not when I woke up, … Continue reading

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The Painting

I see your face in dreams that leave me drenched in perspiration In one dream I am painting your face, unguarded, open, your essence fills my canvas; we are in a field of dandelions My brushstrokes are short, choppy, hesitant. … Continue reading

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State of Double Consciousness

A poem in the works, one that has layers of subtle meanings and what you think you’re reading is not really what you’re reading. I’m the smile offered up as a sacrificial lamb I’m the scrubs worn on the golf … Continue reading

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Americanah — A Review

In her latest novel Americanah, one of Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie’s characters says that “You can’t write an honest novel about race in this country.” The character, Shan, goes on to say later in the novel that, “…if you’re going to … Continue reading

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Back to Love

When your heart gets accustomed to being broken you learn not to love. When your soul gets accustomed to being crushed you learn to be cold. When your soul finds a place to call home you learn what it feels … Continue reading

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