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Decay #2

the sea is sick
and tired.
of being sparkling
pristine
and white.

the shore is wary
of beach chairs and
the bright blue umbrellas.

the purge is cathartic… 31 more words

Poetry

10 Books (On Technique) That Every Writer Should Read

You know how the saying goes… “every great writer reads”… or something like that. As much as I’ve read throughout the years, I will say that I’ve never been more motivated, challenged, or creatively stimulated than after I’ve mentally engaged in a good book. 1,652 more words

African American Authors

Decay #1

The clock tolls 10 in the Parliament yard
Above
the styrofoam containers
grabbed
by hungry hands.

Stolen supermarket trolleys
rattle
and roll over cobbled stones. 30 more words

Poetry

Capitalism

I am so tired
of being useful,
but penniless.
‘Valued’
but valueless.

I can’t afford
to be priced-down
undercut
and
cheated on
by you.

I have nothing, 11 more words

Poetry

* TRAPPED MIND *

I have such strange thoughts Images of dark creatures Dreamscapes so mad, I am often glad
Of the power to resist
The horrible thoughts which exists… 74 more words

Poetry

Asphyxia

I can’t breathe/‘Cause this place ain’t for me/I am stifled by the air/‘Cause I ain’t an heir/Nothing is for me…and this place ain’t mine.

I can’t breathe/‘Cause the system put a chokehold on him/Held him down, face in the dirt, and watched him die/They left him on the street/out to rot in the heat/But they don’t care/‘Cause he ain’t an heir/Nothing is for him…and this place ain’t mine. 92 more words

Poetry

Beijing Welcomes You!

“Really??”

“Yes! Of course! Unless….

Well, unless you are African,

or African-American

0r Afro-Caribbean.

…Afro-Anything, really.”

“But…”

“Look, we like Obama, and we think Jordan Kobe and D. 103 more words

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