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Every year when April approaches, I find myself getting all skittery about it because since I found out about it, I have never been able to write a poem for every single day of the month. But I keep trying. The poet in me demands it. So here I am again, April 1st starting the…
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glass separates selves — this her! this Other! an off-kilter smile pasted on comes quickly undone the corners peel on a clothed mouth. looks hungry for something, some just-swallowed bitter. Read the entire poem here: monachopsis – Contemporary Verse 2 (CV2)
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3 of my poems were selected for publication by The Moxie Bee! Head on over there, check them out, leave some feedback! TMC
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Today is my son’s 12th birthday. 12 years! Time flies and flies! Motherhood has, of course, changed me…for the better. Over the years since I’ve become a Mother, I have seen a lot of things that assault what it means, for me, an African woman who is consciously single, to be a Mother. Be clear,…
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i. discordant never/ polyrhythmic like life we were/ in the beginning/ many feet make many sounds we took the tree and made it talk/ a jungle of sounds we produced everyone for miles around heard it gravitated towards it then strangers came chanting like gregor tolling the bell like igor creating a cacophony a frankenstein…
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The title and first few paragraphs will have you, dear readers, thinking I’ve lost my damn mind. But keep reading. This is one of the loveliest articles I’ve read in a long time. teleSUR English is an alternative representation for world news. we focus on the people, the common citizen, stories untold by traditonal…
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Before 16 bars imprisoned words, before rhymes were as predictable as a cop’s nightstick upside your head, my pen positioned itself in the continuum of black words. Shaka Zulu and Uhuru are the main threads of my weave so there’s no need for me to loom larger than sacred life. I’ll leave that to you…
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Urban dictionary describes “blerd” as such: A nerd who is of African American decent [sic]. A BLack-nERD. Turk: “My cousins a blerd” Carla: !?!?! Turk: A black nerd. Based on their definition I am not a blerd because I am not of “African American decent [sic]”. It’s not necessary to go into my ancestry. Suffice it…
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In the Introduction to this series, I wrote about how I was fascinated by the Great Dismal Swamp. I didn’t include that I also desired to write a verse novel but I was intimidated for a variety of reasons: my limited poetic knowledge of the forms and techniques writers I admire (Derek Walcott) used for their verse…
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