Greg Powell pens The Descent a poem of love

The Descent

sometime in the time outside time, Jah Love dipped they hand in black matter, the Creator Artist’s raw creation soul soup and stirred in nebula placenta for life genesis. found a righteous man and woman in a place far from America / Earle Arkansas, sharecroppers’ domain. poured into mind heart soul womb penis in cotton field encounters of black matter […]

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