Tag Archives: narrative poetry

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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crazy((NPM2017 # 8)

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

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

  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)

you can’t be but so free in a sorrowland a place you were forced to used discarded to find a way out of no way with obstacles piled higher than the mast of the good ship jesus┬ásome of your ancestors … Continue reading

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times of fire

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

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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