Monthly Archives: September 2015

Oakland CA by Drum

drum in your heat beating out ya way drum in the public square drum if you go to the moon drum in ya office at ya church in the street loudly while marching carry signs that say Godz love drummers … Continue reading

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Old Men

blue black creased by living gin on their breath underneath the weight of the crush of being born invisible 5 dollar cigars and knowing in their mouths long eyes pained by memory grown in the shadows of years stacked atop … Continue reading

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Zara’s Faith: Someone Must Stand up.

The police are at her door. They have come with the news no parent or caretaker wants to hear. Zara learns her grandsons who live with her have had an incident with the police. One is dead the other is … Continue reading

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King Hedley, II Post Show Notes

Koran Streets as King Hedley, 9/2015 Oakland photo by TaSin Sabir They say King Hedley II, is the darkest play in  the American Century Cycle by August Wilson. Dark with all its connotations is an interesting take. It is dark. Dark … Continue reading

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Intersections

At the intersection of knowing and seeking light is born fragile thin like ghetto sunrises over tired asphalt cracked as stressed as residents who rise to meet obstacles strewn likeland mines  throughout raw realities light enough to see the holes … Continue reading

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The Lower Bottom Playaz poised to complete The American Century Cycle Project.

Originally posted on Malaika H Kambon:
Source: The Lower Bottom Playaz poised to complete The American Century Cycle Project. It is significant that Dr. Ayodele Nzinga and The Lower Bottom Playaz have done what no other director and / or…

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dreams

if you are trapped in a dream you will invent a way out of the nightmare I have flown in dreams over tree tops escaping the things chasing me even in repose the ghost walking in the small hours whisper … Continue reading

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shades

I asked them what color were they feeling learned that yellow could hold your excitement could sing your joy could be the same as sea foam sprinkled with glitter came to understand that a lot of purple is in the … Continue reading

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Race Card

prelude language could help us build the truth wake it from where it sleeps if used like surgeons knives to cut past the fat the augmentations of smoke and mirror language has ever been a weapon always in the beginning … Continue reading

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For my Mama

my mama had hands knock you into next Sunday get you right quick she knew what you thought before the thought formed we were instructed to think good thoughts she was intuitive to a point she wanted things she discerned … Continue reading

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