It is Not OK in this land of dodge but 1st take someone’s last & un-deliver promises made beneath the line of always looking 4 such low...

Must I find fine words to be of value on this earth? Must I be of light-foot and nimble fingers for you to know my worth? Is there no...

The answers are not out there ever, cast out far far beyond your reach. The answers are seated w/in the confines of you, questioning, as...

If I had wings of a dove, I would fly away surrender this lackluster existence where talent flees me unused unwanted undisciplined in a...

It’s a world: a whole wide one. Yet we pitch our place in pale imitations of life— in so many (i’m)material fabrications of who knows who...

As the WORLD churns so must our stomachs for WE are LOST in (deep) space this no place to hide— PROGRESS is failing as the world churns...

I am Akosua child of the sun stardust spun up into my soul. You may call me Awusi, for I fly high wings unsinged by such sheer emanation....

I am Moyocoyotzin she who creates herself out of no way & know-how into no-thing as I am

I am both, and neither this nor that.

come to me with something more than your woes so this heart too can breathe

I am the through-farer. I make things out of no-thing, sense out of none-sense, ways out of no-way & I-am-possible out of the impossible....

I am my own symphony pitched into a chorus of likeminded, you, scattered across the globe. It is with you that I take each small step in...

No one wants to hear my truth. Not even myself, as I wallow in it’s a pity, self-pity: Should I pity party or pity anyone who doubts my...

Look at me! Look at me! I may not be quint-essential beautiful but please do look at me w/ this hair that surely defies your gravity and...

I feel unhinged, adrift, cast out into a certain sea of surety, set loose to be lost in place— in one set place of rest, where I rest,...

So tonight, I’ll feel your pain resonate w/ mine from 4gotten days when I too really needed 2 jump off. But couldn’t, while you just did....

This is Us: a brilliance of baffling biology - concrete shells replete w/ sparkling souls. This is Us: a massive miraculous mess of sizes...

So much Love in the world lost to Black Lives that matter. Lest you 4get, we are in this inhumane mess 2gether w/ a common disdain...

Words stick in my throat, so narrow, fallow lying lined in my gullet unsaid and unsound unfound on any page known to both you and I....

This is it: jumping, letting myself , , , , drop backward into unknown futures; letting myself go , , , , , , into an infinite universe -...