Writing
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An Open Letter to Those Colleges and Universities that have Assigned Rebecca Skloot’s The Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks as the “Common” Freshmen Reading for the Class of 2016 | Brown Town. Excerpt from the letter: What makes the racism of Skloot’s account all the more insidious is that she could have foreclosed my accusation…
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I read this beautiful poem by S.J. Mallory on Goodreads and requested his permission to post it here. If you agree with me on its beauty, please visit his website. Enjoy! Alphabet Orchestra The writer’s quest is to put into words the burnished wonderment of a violin. For his pencil to carve his lines on…
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La Guerre V O sweet spontaneous earth how often have the doting fingers of prurient philosophers pinched and poked thee ,had the haughty thumb of science prodded thy beauty ,how often have religions taken thee upon their scraggy knees squeezing and buffetting thee that thou mightiest conceive gods (but true to…
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La Guerre IV little ladies more than dead exactly dance in my head,precisely dance where danced la guerre. Mimi à la voix fragile qui chatouille Des Italiens the putain with the ivory throat Marie Louise Lallemand n’est-ce pas que je suis belle chéri? les anglais m’aiment tous,les américains aussi…”bon dos, bon cul de Paris”(Marie Vierge…
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La Guerre III the bigness of cannon is skilful, but i have seen death’s clever enormous voice which hides in a fragility of poppies… i say that sometimes on these long talkative animals are laid fists of huger silence. I have seen all the silence filled with vivid noiseless boys at Roupy i have…
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I’ve never a writer who is technically proficient in my chosen form: poetry. I’ve taken a couple of poetry classes. The main thing I remember from them is my word choices for a sestina exercise. My classmates came with serious pieces. Me? My sestina was based on song titles from The Beastie Boys’ Licensed to…
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I am a mad reader, no doubt. Over the 30 days, I have added about 10 books to my to-be-read pile. I routinely adjust my Goodreads currently reading list. Recently, I attempted to put a bit more discipline to my reading list by deciding to finish one book before I start another. I wish I…
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the women wet the waterfront with womb water delivering twin coral children whose ceilings are fluid and permutable. he is one. i am the other. brother and sister who knew our selves before brackishness and the rift caused by the damming of the river. she and i, twin occupiers of our mother’s womb. the hierarchy…
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It is undoubtedly a struggle for me to post consistently (read weekly or even bi-weekly). I get my head stuck in the latest book I’m reading or the process of writing my fourth book or motherhood or just play internet-tiredness. I know it. I also know it competes with my growing desire to build what…
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1. The Cane Fields There is a parrot imitating spring in the palace, its feathers parsley green. Out of the swamp, the cane appears to haunt us, and we cut it down. El General searches for a word; he is all the world there is. Like a parrot imitating spring, we lie down screaming as…
Tichaona Chinyelu 
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