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Queen Dee on a final dream of flight Denise Wooten on crazy((NPM2017 # 8) August Wilson and Fe… on The American Century Cycle platonegro on shoestrings chelleechauxnuff – United States – I do Inter-disciplinary Performing Arts such as Theater, mixed media works, found object collage, palm shard mask making and photo journalism, all while vocalizing all genres of music.I also grow plants and rag-up denim clothing into new designs. I love the oceans, Black cats , Black dogs and good food! chelleechauxnuff on shoestrings
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June 2011, & X @ 67
Advertisements June 2011 Superman went home followed by Geronimo Pratt Tears and struggle from Harlem to Tanzania Souls set free from heavy bodies X’s wisdom brightens the midnight sky in Babylon as we remember Sun Ra in the laughter … Continue reading
Unwritten (From the collection INK)
Advertisements 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 … Continue reading
Inked (From the collection INK)
Advertisements 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 … Continue reading
Posted in Black Arts, INK, North American African Perspective, Performing Arts, Poetry, spokenword, work in progress
Tagged ayodele nzinga, ayodele wordslanger nzinga, body art, identity, image, ink, lyrical poetry, narrative poetry, orality, spokenword, tattoos, text, visual text, warrior art, wordslanger
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. 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
Posted in INK, North American African Perspective, Performing Arts, Poetry, spokenword, Uncategorized, work in progress
Tagged ayodele wordslanger nzinga, black arts, lyrical poetry, narrative poetry, North American African Perspective, poems, spokenword, wordslanger, work in progress, writing
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That New Millennium Dime, Dreams, Installment 18
Advertisements 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 … Continue reading
Diary of a Mad Creative: I create therefore I am. Pt. 17
Rehearsal is like prayer. It is the highest form of artistic meditation. It is where the privilege of presenting is earned. Continue reading
Diary of a mad creative: I create therefore I am pt.16
I know how to make lemonade. Only I stop me. If you stand in the path you may get left on the side of the road or perhaps ran over. I drive to the hoop by nature. I look for the blessings, value my haters, and move in one direction, forward. Continue reading
Diary of a Mad Creative: I create therefore I am. Pt 15
I have been wounded by Wilson and something is growing in the cut. Art should bruise, inspire, provoke, affirm, pose questions and soothe. Gem has done all that and Wilson is offering me more. I accept. Continue reading
Water Rites
Posted in Black Arts, North American African Perspective, Performing Arts, Poetry
Tagged ayo nzinga, blk arts, creativity, poems, wordslanger
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