Revolutionary
Dear Mr. Shabazz— I knew you were going to be my hero The moment my APUSH teacher scoffed at you And dismissed
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On Learning to Ignore Fetal Pigs on TV
Claim your rocking chairs andYour solipsistic sunsets,But close your eyes and listen.The cicadas have silenced, and listen!Is it quiet? Bibles,
Decepticon
Disclaimer:I am not a pretentious fool.I know my worth.I am not going to write aboutHow the spirit of the people
Daedalus
I hate that Icarus gets all the ink. His hubris penned down for eternity while His scorched flesh watched on. But never is
Prescription
And I looked, and there was this ugly brown girl asking for some less brownness, perhaps. I was not God,
In Memoriam
I came from mountains.From the memory of تبدیل,Of change,Regurgitated from the depths of what may have been. I came from spring.From
God Save The Quee
I’m holding your frail body by its throat.Ribs showing, spine poking from your back,More skeleton than flesh,You stare back at
Alternate Universes
I was supposed to be named AminaAfter a dream my mother had onceCalling out to me, Amina. I think about
on misinterpretation
when you go to the emergency roomthey ask you to rate your pain on a scale of one to tenÂ
this side of paradise
Warped fingerprints on the same glassChocolate cake crumbs on the same plateWhile celestial eyes watch behind our shouldersHere it is,