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spider woman and twin war Godz

    riding with spider woman and twin war Godz born into a state of war divined to be she who remembers shield carrier spear chucker hard to duck her up right in storm moving forward like water persistently efficient … Continue reading

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Dead Poets

some say all great poets are dead they lie for true poets never die never they say all great poets are dead I say they lie for poets live in the words are the breath of Godz are the eyes … Continue reading

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lynching tree memoy

there are things I can never do i do not take certain things for granted no rose garden only grey tinted glasses blessed with memory too many people afraid to remember least the scars come open pus all over the … Continue reading

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Human

this is my body as god made me in the image of man human hued like the dirt we all come from complete perfect divine skin bones dreams interrupted intercepted impeded pressed into the service of others pressed like roughly … Continue reading

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The Last Laureate of Newark:¬†Oakland Local Article- Remembering Amiri Baraka. ¬†The Last Laureate of Newark (A Love Supreme) There is no laureate poet in Newark as he ascended to jam with the out and gone went to where the lore … Continue reading

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God as a Wild Woman with Stars in Her Hair

They told me God was a wild woman with stars in her hair I have seen such women sun glowing in their eyes wind pouring from calloused finger tips still soft as the love burning in their oversized hearts big … Continue reading

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Pragmatic Optimism

The figs did not ripen this year nor did the dreams of democracy in the land of the free the hard green fruit only skin and seeds absent the flesh necessary to sustain the living who are left with only … Continue reading

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