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Saw you in the supermarketand wondered what your kiss tastes like in the mouth of my mindsubtle hints of nicotine, staletraces of fresh dishonesty you always lie to me, nigga that christmas you gifted me gonorrhea of the throat i choked on a million regrets stuck in the toilet of my neckand gagged on the burn of my … Continue reading type…

remembering moonlight

i know all too well what Juan means when he says “In moonlight black boys look blue.”   i know those blues. i know moonlight in my memory. i remember being told that hours after birth, my dark-skinned father  took one look at my lighter skin and determined i must be the product of my mother’s sin. … Continue reading remembering moonlight

wallflowers

ain't nothin like watchin wide-hip mama come round corner lean hip against white wall grab house phone off the hook sandwich phone in neck answer with just a little attitude and curled mouth at the corners hellowhothis? whoyoulookinfor? heaintherehoney. illtellhimyoucall. some days she slam the phone down but the phone don't break i miss slamming … Continue reading wallflowers

making space

we r a not of this world ppl n the absence of places 2 b / we hav mooovd ourselves 2 other planets / planted our colorless flags on invisible cratered space / & called dibs on a new moon on our moon we breathe free / & never worry of foot on neck / … Continue reading making space

COV(ERT)19

stalkers arrive when the blood is thin when our rivers are undamned and banks flooded arrive when our bodies are beautifully colored and the jailed up is under control they are small like white lies, like open secrets with mysterious origins we might never know who gives birth to a murderer they are flesh-eaters who … Continue reading COV(ERT)19