Pedagogy of the Oppressed

I. ATTENDANCE the woman beside me at the bus stopeats her dates, casting pit to pavementamber skin like liquorrippling in the breeze of passing cars glow she teaches me: the black woman is the most disrespected person on the planet, did you know that? they don' teach it they don't want you to know i … Continue reading Pedagogy of the Oppressed

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

stilletto

i have always wanted to walk on air wear heels, high up lifted above life no dirt on the bottom feet renewed through fasting and giving up the ground I found something sublime in the lift something pure in the abstinence and always believed dirt is a complicated thing on heels i might avoid treading … Continue reading stilletto

the burnt pieces

she baked her love in a cake. i remember it in a dimly lit dining room with candles bright enough to burn me me down. i have two scars, one on each buttock. one from a lit firecracker my sibling stuffed into my back pocket, burning me down.  he gave me the other with pliers … Continue reading the burnt pieces