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Tag Archives: black arts
The Closing of Jesus
Dancing with Black Jesus i saw jesus break dancing on a corner in west oakland right before the banks came to steal black folks homes he must have been a warning he was beautiful homeless funky dust flying from … Continue reading
the way we walk
the story is being written madness majick and infamy spilling off the page too heavy to carry we tip over under the weight that rides dead center inside keeping us off balance stumbling up hill sometimes you got to grow … Continue reading
skywriter
sometimes you look at your feet you think where you done walked you remember the holes you fell in the times you were underwater before you learned to swim you forget you are walking that the dirt remembers you you … Continue reading
she who holds up the sky
holding up the sky is dangerous business but someone has to how will the sun set where will the moon rise if the sky falls she who holds the sky above her arms extended neck craned to make sure … Continue reading
rusty bucket promises
some days seem like the best I ever had is a rusty bucket half full of water with a hole in it on good days I remember to be grateful for the bucket be joy filled that when I … Continue reading
promise
hands raw from work dedicated to writing their future carving a space for tomorrow to stand with rusted teaspoons in a land of bulldozers tenderly caressing the unborn future seeding it with possible in winters that refuse to end assuring … Continue reading
wind walker
the wind at your back wraps your coat around you pushes you forward or lays you low the wind is ever at your back it will not rest so you can not time running behind the wind spilling away minutes … Continue reading
Hunger
The Babalowo said: if your grandfather is a hustler the son will be a businessman the grandson will be a beggar. I am the hunger refusing to beg on the road I build roads to other places my hands … Continue reading
Beyond the Bars: Growing Home
June 19, 2015 2781 Telegraph Oakland CA 94612 6:00-8:00 PM – FREE Beyond the Bars: Growing Home is a dramatic stage reading derived from the stories of Green Life participants who are formerly incarcerated and re-entering Bay Area communities. In … Continue reading
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Tagged Arts, ayo nzinga, black arts, genocide, identity, incarceration
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come dancing
come dancing with me lets dress up lets step out late lets shimmy grind shake stay out all night tell them to pour us a double shot of life bottoms up like we are alive cuz life is short & the … Continue reading