[tabby title="Poem"] I took the coinsAnd gathered them roundAnd counted each oneThen filled my jarFor me this is a small start Seeding for changeAvoiding the greed that capitalists feedI just want to be freeAnd be my own man In a...
[tabby title="Poet Bio"] He sought stones. Cradled themin his hands. Worried their creviceswith spit and sweat. Polished them in his tumblerto seek their secrets, crackedwith hammer and chisel to reveal a hidden hollow,Magnificat concretionsof color, crystals gleaming new to a...
[tabby title="Poet Bio"] please knowthat I remember it all i rememberhow radical you once werehow ready to gofight for freedom of black peopleyou once were i recorded your words in my soulwhen you said“You would die fighting for our land...
[tabby title="Poet Bio"] Behind the insect screen, a cyan shadeResumes afresh from that night-blackened domeAnd, speeding to my eyes once slumber-sealed,Tints up the lifeless floor and carpets laidWhile not neglecting that wide cleft concealedIn dreams and quietude—the hamster's home. Rose-scented...
[tabby title="Poet Bio"] The matter of 'meeting people where they are'is a bit of a vexed issue in life -we can't do so in the first instancebecause we lack information,so some of us go with extending others the courtesyof treating...