Author Archives: Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

About Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

I create; therefore I am.

shades

Posted on September 16, 2015 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

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

Posted on September 15, 2015 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

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

Posted on September 13, 2015 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

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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underdog

Posted on September 12, 2015 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

a buck twenty wet in boots just growing chin hair smooth black code walking  tatted on the chest blazing in eyes smooth black warrior immaculate head tilted locks swinging fist up life on one side him on the other he … Continue reading →

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fog

Posted on September 12, 2015 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

piles of things sitting in the corner of your head unexamined frozen in time like when you see your friends twenty year old you picture as a kindergartner the book you were writing the painting you started mental clutter signaling … Continue reading →

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him

Posted on September 12, 2015 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

he touched me with the thought of me being beautiful moved me by thinking i was rare it made me hungry for the way he saw me he touched me by seeing past the dust a diamond underneath so I … Continue reading →

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cool

Posted on September 12, 2015 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

you told me i was cool true like cucumbers in the summer undeniably fresh but you never understood i was for real told you my dreams they all came true except the dreams i held onto about you funny we … Continue reading →

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In the spirit

Posted on September 12, 2015 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

when the spirit burns beds go unmade boxes don’t get unpacked no meals are cooked so there are no dishes to wash one purpose sustains every corpuscle turned to I will every muscle all thoughts every intention bend to task … Continue reading →

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game

Posted on September 11, 2015 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

one in a million or one working harder than one million always on looking for the crack in the door lucid dreamer taking notes one more mountain knowing there is another beyond hungry tapped into the infinite growing vision exceeds … Continue reading →

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glory & honor

Posted on September 10, 2015 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

we carry things some our own some older than us some belong to others we carry them all the same in the tender light we navigate by we religiously  carry the jagged edges of broken promises the   tight tangle … Continue reading →

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