Poetry

The salt water lady from dark cavern comes Seeking those lost in the sea Singing and dancing, the tideline she runs Sometimes...

She would open her eyes, gently and wish the moon blind, the wave would not whisper today must not hum her eulogies,

A life without photographs                                                                                  in times we currently share is to be moved, is to stay close to the intelligence of...

My own brother by birth,  Threw me out of his earth, And here I stand before you.

An-Nur: Taking Flight for Jennifer Stokley The job description of a human being begins unfolding in a place of...

FLASHES. . . 1 In her eyes I see a fractured sky Mirroring the clouds of mine

Dance of Night Night’s music is bittersweet tomorrow remains unpromised

Jean Dark Like Jean Dark I’m going to practice black magic and lead my Country’s revolution never shall I...

FROM THE ILLUSORY   Yesterday, I slept on Mama’s breasts And I was prisoner to delusive thoughts

Recurring A yellow hue crept under my eyelids,