Tag Archives: narrative poetry

discontinued (NPM2017 14)

Posted on April 23, 2017 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

  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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crazy((NPM2017 # 8)

Posted on April 9, 2017 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

some days you can see  crazy sitting cross the room grinning legs crossed nails polished bare assed naked crazy light shining from its good eye yeah you can smell the metallic burned copper smell of it running in blood dancing … Continue reading →

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xodus: the requiem #1 ballad of struggle seed

Posted on April 6, 2017 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

struggle seed plays through the narrative like pain oozing from piano keyz underwater bluz the weight of destiny born eyes open privileged to see I never close my eyes ancestors talk to me even if I wanted sleep its test … Continue reading →

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The Closing of Jesus

Posted on November 20, 2016 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

  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 →

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on freedom (7/4/16.sorrowland)

Posted on July 3, 2016 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

you can’t be but so free in a sorrowland   a place you were forced to used & discontinued discarded to find a way out of no way with obstacles piled higher than the mast of the good ship Jesus … Continue reading →

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times of fire

Posted on June 26, 2016 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

it is a time of fire an age of rising like waves on a black sea we are the pouring over after being pressed down witness fire on the water we are the lesson of the lynching tree the answer … Continue reading →

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skywriter

Posted on June 20, 2016 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

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 →

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she who holds up the sky

Posted on June 12, 2016 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

  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 →

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horse day

Posted on May 17, 2016 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

sun baked day like all days just a day until it is something more the horses came two lean large eyed looking hungry horses two prosperity after hunger after want after white light so bright blinded now we can see … Continue reading →

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wind

Posted on February 4, 2016 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

  last night I intended to dream of the horse eaters standing stoically against the wind I dreamed instead the wind chafing my thoughts of going forward tenderly carrying calloused dreams of locomotion needing translation loosely layered over real rude … Continue reading →

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