Poetry

I am black and beautiful,++O daughters of Jerusalem,like the tents of Kedar,++like the curtains of Solomon.Do not gaze at me because I am dark,++because...

MUSE ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++If genes shut off ++++++and on +++++++++like lights in an urban landscape +++++++++++++++recorded from the lake’s other shore in a time-lapsed loop ++++++then I am a vague object +++++++++in the...

The first time I saw it I knew myself, a bluegill skimming limestone and silt, moody as elegy. I dredge the lake, sift memory for the overture,...

You raise your hand to shield your eyesfrom the mycelian burn of living,the path of your inarticulate wantrunning through the field from bed to...

I’m digesting a change, ++++++resuscitating hope. Tattoed Love across my body to invoke what it flames for. ++++++++++++Too often I’ve crawled naked for love, ++++++called upon God to slaughter my...

“what i learned during Black History Month” by billy, age 8 (or 18) Black people were slaves who were set free by a king named Martin Luther, after he...

Tumble wind green leaf dance +++tiny shadows crawling asphalt and worried faces Echoes of too soon spiraling++across ++++++a Walgreen’s parking lot+++Too bright ++++++last of summer sun glinting off...

Your cane, splintered, hanging on a hook on the wall. Append another fetish to the fridge with a magnet. Put another fetish in a frame beneath the...

ghosts walk under the canopy of cedars and pines. everything smells a little bit like gin and tonics. +++floral and smokey. +++there are ghosts in the shadows +++and I have...

MUM OFTEN WANTED TO DIE, but there was a day when she wanted it most. It was at the onset of summer. I remember two bags of food standing...

He sends me the list of the fourteen dead I already have the pictures including the ones where the bodies are laid in a row with their...

What spilled glasses we’ll be when the disaster is over! What friable underbrush, what sluggish dust now, but what tipsy geese, what soused bathing suits we’ll be when the disaster...