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Canon – (From the collection INK)

Posted on May 11, 2011 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

 in the bosom smelling like milk knowing this is as close to the honey as they gonna let you get it’s bitter to the taste inside the house walking on the bones somebody write this story tell what it cost … Continue reading →

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Unwritten (From the collection INK)

Posted on April 28, 2011 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

unless you can write food on a plate words on paper have little to do with empty bellies bloated                                                    as if hunger were a being  growing in the vacuum drawing flies to eyes  puckering brows painting something that has … Continue reading →

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Inked (From the collection INK)

Posted on April 27, 2011 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

he had a tattoo tear it didn’t mean now what it meant then it weighed less or more  it was a piece of fire now it burned beneath his eye announcing he had been Abel to be Cain the set … Continue reading →

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INK

Posted on April 22, 2011 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

. it don’t signify

like blue black wrinkled old men

in stingy brims

teeth clenching 5 dollar cigars

breath smelling of gin and knowing

from a distance

whose eyes grin

as they eloquently explode

divine curses

like corks from aged wine

you gotta shake ya head

so it don’t hit ya Continue reading →

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Light–A 2011 New Year’s Wish

Posted on December 31, 2010 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

the better to see my dears open doors and third eye windows clean closets and soul remove spider webs from heads and hearts unwrap fears and fly (From Allegories of Altars, We Inhale Press, 2008)

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That New Millennium Dime, Dreams, Installment 18

Posted on December 30, 2010 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

the dead visit often/i no longer fear them/some i know at once/even if i never knew them /others introduce themselves/ they bring things/ riddles/secrets/dreams of fire/memories/instructions/prophecy & the keys/they warn/they rail & rant at the bedside/they wander through the house/some … Continue reading →

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Race ( from That New Millennium Dime)

Posted on November 28, 2010 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

Granny said/

“you will lie in the pit/you dig

for ‘an-other’ “/how you sleep/?/ Continue reading →

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