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Blood on Your Fingers

The word no needs no translation or legislation just listen for the resistance and know tears and resistance are never signs of submission we never accepted the position you forced us into because we know you will one day claim … Continue reading

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The Beauty of Chaos

He stood for hours gazing into chaos A Banusic painting hanging on the wall of a museum or languishing in a friend’s hallway or some other space Later when he disappeared I knew he’d started to unfold himself into that … Continue reading

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Survey Says

Forty-five percent of men surveyed said they feel trapped in marriage/ so what does that say about the state of love has it been gentrified or marginalized or just abandoned Love like our brown girls seems to be missing but … Continue reading

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The Final Flight

I can’t remember whose idea it was which one of us chose flight for our first sojourn away    maybe the decision derived from mutual desires to face our fears head on or at least give it the old Facebook try … Continue reading

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Vocabulary of a Rapist

You cannot use kind words to fend off  a rapist even the romanticized rapist, when preceded with the adjective date – you must use vocabulary he understands curse     yell   scream otherwise he’ll use your cotton candy nos to choke you … Continue reading

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Lost Innocents

For Kingston, Tyshawn, and Relisha, as well as the countless others whose lives have been taken from them with guns that have become gods and evil masquerading as love. The darkness has always been there an eclipse waiting The light … Continue reading

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Love Letter From Me

Sometimes love is like a fist, it can break through the veil of eternity A faint feathery whisper that brushes the cheek like the back of a hand The tip of Love’s fingertip tracing against an unsuspecting cheek The dizziness … Continue reading

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How I Know

When I stop counting that’s when I know Three years we spent together falling in love with love twenty-three times squared the number of times marriage was discussed four missed opportunities from before we ever met twelve late night talks … Continue reading

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The Most Beautiful Lie

The most beautiful lie is the one that never feels like a lie Sometimes there are no words to replace what’s been lost as a beautiful lie exposed becomes truth But the beauty of the lie makes it impossible to … Continue reading

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A New Birth

The miracle of birth. Watching love give birth to hate. Breathtaking lies. Peace & Love, Rosalind Happy National Poetry Month, Day 15

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