my Queen speaks love through arts and crafts, making pretty things/ making all things pretty. like the tree that greets me entering family room, son bouncing dropping dunks into nerf hoop. we hug and he asserts that the tree is extra. Corny, he says ’cause he is not a veteran of life/ not weathered soft enough to fully feel mommas […]
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shivering sun rushes to horizon beneath gray sky as I commence December family ritual of lights wrapped around front yard trees barren except for winter seed dropping into damp soil bearing spring hopes and earth promises. green lights wrapped on trunk white strings hung on branches, in conformity with silly esthetics of holiday suburban blocks. wireless speaker serenading yard with […]
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I. Story’s been told In tales and song Of an Afro-Blue duel, Lasted all night long In a South Side spot, Royal women and men Romance and sex dance Sip cognac and fizzy gin Drunk dude in corner Blues is all he got Head tipping from tap Of a whisky shot Dashiki garbed player On stage, sax blazing Bright as […]
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