Tag Archives: National Poetry Month

#youwillnotkillmetoday (NPM2017 20)

death will come on the day it wants dressed as it pleases at the time he chooses death will come of that there is little doubt how it will be received is the matter here #youwillnotkillmetoday with ignorance because you … Continue reading

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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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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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first language (NPM2017 # 7)

one dreams in first language it is the language of prayer first language is where your soul lives where home is when it’s raining fire it’s where we land after falling through the ground we grow from the cathedral that … Continue reading

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out of body (NPM2017 # 5)

my body my black girl body has never been mine stands in need of reclamation is a site of oppression a battlefield to be conquered bartered criminalized minimized trivialized made a chariture masking your desire to consume the very vessel … Continue reading

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