Category Archives: right handed poems

afterthought

Advertisements first you hear that boom in the distance your eyes find the sky marvel at the rain of iridescence you quiver inside realize godz alive but you won’t live forever you start to weigh the sins the lies the … Continue reading

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return

Advertisements i have come home following invisible music without land after losing my name my religion hanging on to culture like a tattered blanket mended many times to hold the stars i passed under walking on the bottom of the … Continue reading

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line of old ladies

Advertisements when i line up with the old women healer ladies the sages hags grammies sorceresses witches great granny medicine women when i line up with the old women with stars falling from my hair my robe shall be shot … Continue reading

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same song

Advertisements they want to know why my song don’t change it is my song it go where I go been through what I been seen what I seen it by default know what I know it is my song how … Continue reading

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unsaid

Advertisements you can’t be unsaid those who would do you don’t sleep well they are waiting for the sound of you remembering they stay busy erecting walls between you and memory trying to erase the cause without addressing it they … Continue reading

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Old Men

Advertisements 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 … Continue reading

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For my Mama

Advertisements 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 … Continue reading