Author Archives: Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

About Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

I create; therefore I am.

1 if by faith (NPM 2017 19)

  1 if by faith lined up next to none talking about chances found rolling down hill looking for a way up out of no way 1 if by faith best intentions with the devil over your shoulder young bucks … Continue reading

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At the Berkeley Flea (NPM 2017 18)

hot afternoon  in late august or sometimes in early October in Berkeley the trees are few the heat radiates up off the asphalt in ripples like long grass on an africkan savannah far away in my memory the drummers drum … Continue reading

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in the land of skinny godz (NPM2017 17 )

In the land of skinny godz there is famine and want the people wander eyes closed voiceless afraid of punishment they tow the line ignore the crimes stand in the lines pray for better times but skinny godz don’t hear … Continue reading

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bag life (NPM2017 16)

  what do homeless people carry in their bags the bags in carts on bikes over weary shoulders the bags that mark them as without outside unhoused wanders carrying their lives in bags do they carry their important papers do … Continue reading

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Brick House Women (NPM2017 15)

brick house women don’t dream God they dream of the ocean walking on water through fire of rising like mist over rivers overcoming with the sunrise standing up when the sun sets when they dream of falling they then dream flying … Continue reading

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discontinued (NPM2017 14)

  dispossessed in america a discontinued import left on the shelf shuffled and warehoused placeholders redlined into neighborhoods they will build in like worker ants creating everything from black market to co-op economics that will be contained bombed burned envied … Continue reading

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in praise of memory(NPM2017 13)

i remember to remember i remember born knowing i remember knowing before knowing i remember sankofa bird on my doorstep singing the ocean for me every step i take every breath i take wind and dirt instruct me i remember … Continue reading

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dream still (NPM2017 12)

I still dream flying free I dream the rising after free-falling   after the ocean after seasoned breaking shattered into a million pieces blown like dry thistle into the whirlwind circling reality not able to land no resting place the purge … Continue reading

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neither wolf nor sheep (NPM2017 11 )

prophets are often thrown into the lion’s den not knowing true lions are friends to guerilla’s in your midst seeking higher paths upholding righteousness invested in the movement of the pendulum that signifies the moral arc go ask Daniel go … Continue reading

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left handed child (NPM2017 10)

i dreamed of the left-handed child standing in the middle of the road i have been dreaming about preaching on milk cartons most of my dreams come from the ocean my sleep is a classroom my teachers are mostly dead … Continue reading

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