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A Reflection: Manufacturing Poetry

I knew I couldn’t do it. But I tried. I tried my damnedest too. April was considered to be National Poetry Writing Month with the goal of writing one poem per day. I couldn’t do this. During this past month … Continue reading

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Poetry and That Dark Place

My old license plate read: POET. Driving around was always a pleasure–everyone would speak with me at traffic lights and say they were supposedly a poet, too; or, could I recite a poem to them (as if I always had … Continue reading

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Mein Kampf (6 of 30)

Separate substance with razor blades, and let the regime fall in line, then snort– White goons with right hands at 45-degree angles face the orange dipstick covered in oil and a smoke-yellow toupee, exuding power and certainty and judgment upon those once weak, and … Continue reading

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Upon Giving Zero Fucks About Puerto Rico

All of this has me wondering if Cuba’s distance from the US saved it from such horrific events that happened with Puerto Rico. Continue reading

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Living in Fear: What will change America’s view on law enforcement’s treatment of Blacks

America is also intimidated by Black males. Unless we are smiling, tapdancing around, and constantly making jokes. We are deemed an angry defensive threat. Continue reading

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#StupidQuestionsWhitePeopleAsk

Do not mistake our dislike of a system created to suppress us as angry about life. Do not mistake our bluntness with words as being rude, it’s simply not sugar coated. Do not mistake a dashiki, an afro, or even a license to carry a concealed weapon as militant–we just want to be free. Continue reading

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My Writing Process (or “Gods Mourn Too”)

In my head, and from a writer’s perspective, writers are Gods. We create and we destroy. We reward and we punish. And yet we, too, mourn. No one wants to punish or destroy their creations. We, writers, mourn. We, writers, grieve. Most often we emote privately because no one will understand why such grief, so it’s easier to do it in seclusion. Continue reading

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