Kick-Off Black History

In honor of the 2024 Black History kick off month, I’m recapping EVERYTHING!

Poem: In Real Life

Sunset Crater Volcano is one the most beautiful places
my eyes have seen. The cratered mountain is covered
by pitch black lava-covered-earth. The flourishing
re-populated forest, which had to break through
incinerated earth encrusted with thousand-year-old
lava rock, stands as witness to the true force of life.

Poem: For My 10th Grade English Class / Class of 2026

People will use your traumaTo keep you downKeep you bondKeep you dependentKeep you focused on painFearAngerHatredThose who encourage yourHelplessnessSeek to control you the mostBe alertBe readyBe protectiveOf your growthYour lifeYour hopesYour dreamsQuestionWhy someone wantsTo do everything for youMake class easyGive you things you haven’t worked forWhat’s your story if you neverLearn?Never hurt?Never feel?Never heal andContinue

New Project: Cover Art

The muses are working! I’ve been writing almost daily, editing images and manuscripts. I’m so confident that I might finish something during this cycle, I marked book festivals on my calendar for 2024. 🤞🏾

First post on Substack

In the search for a platform that supports the multiple ways I want to share my work, thoughts, and observations, Substack is up for a rotation. Join me there!

Poem: 63 Today

Your presence was joy to me. 
What was joy to you? Was any portion  
of your earth time enjoyable? Better  
than bearable? Worthy of thanksgiving? 
 
63 today. Each year since you left 
I think I know you better than ever 
and not at all. Who were you, Terry Ann?  

Poem: You So Black by The Song Bird

https://www.instagram.com/reel/Cow6o41NmjE/?igshid=MDJmNzVkMjY= I love this deeply every time I hear it.

Poem: No longer listening

The voice seemed familiar –  
its vibration pierced my soul, 
breached the dark midnight of my days  
in the directionless wilderness of life. 
It pulled me, spun me 
surrounded and filled me. 
The melody delighted me. 

Poem: Without Reservation

My efforts have proven useless against your inaction.[…]
I must resist that part of me until you present that part of yourself to me.

Poem: Attention Seeker

Now I understand my vibration
was beyond your frequency
You couldn’t perceive me
beyond the physical appearance
you considered unworthy of your commitment