[tabby title="Poet Bio"] Dis ‘fro Coiled or curled or kinky, Uncombed Ain’t no ‘Do A brush won’t do Dis ‘fro Lines on the scalp, Take me to you I mean a ‘lack’, lovey I mean Black, bro I mean fear,...

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] When I make love to my dearest, I picture someone else. He places fat rolls of paper over his main member to measure its width, what a pervert. His breath reeks of cigarette ash, cherry flavored; it...

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] I'm looking at people going nowhere in the rushing Universe things are passing in the motion of unsettled cases thoughts melt in a drop of time I get tired in solitude I'm searching for the truth in...

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[tabby title="Poet Bio"] As the sun disappears in orange behind the sugar cane fields; I hear your voice, your laughter, I look... but you are not there. I see you dance. The wind blows pathways through your long, blonde hair....