I am not without understanding. I need you to know that. I begin to speak and you don’t even hear me. You say, you see me. See, that’s the thing with you visually aroused audio impotents. You see me but you don’t hear me. I’m speaking words so deep and proving my point so clear …

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before we lost everything our senses our humanity our purpose in life we read books and shared thoughts and discussed our differences we learned to acknowledge and tolerate the things that made us a beautiful mosaic created by blessed by loved by God the importance of what we are became the significance of what we …

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I take a knee in protest just as we would in prayer. But what do you want me to pray for? The very thing that I should be guaranteed, the very thing that was promised by birth? The commonality of us? How you are simply descendent from the ancestors you share with the cousins you …

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White-knuckled one hand holding tight on the edge of everything that I have ever known excited to be here face-first into the unknown fearing and loving the possibility of my unknown with the dying sunset behind me in shades of golden blushes and honeys white-knuckled one hand thrust in the air on the edge of everything …

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Anxiety ransomed me because of Nikki Giovanni I got a book once black girl, nappy-headed and shy unsure of my identity feeling like society’s mistress conveniently in the dark but pleasing so, I got a book a poetry book full of Nikki Giovanni’s poems, no scratch that full of Nikki Giovanni’s soul, and I fell …

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Mezzo-piano. Night-soft lullabies, bed-time lyrics We’re making music chambered instrument soft, sexy, jazzy deep mellow sounds of the clarinet breathing harmony in me Ellington’s sound that penetrates and I taste the notes Making liquid music, so intoxicating That I drink music like sweet hot rum. I want to be the instrument. Something mellow, a bass …

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The door opened and in she sauntered, like a mellow summer breeze gently flowing through an open window. An apparition of Aphrodite dressed in the splendor of woman. At the counter he stood reading his paper waiting for his coffee turning to leave he smiled a flicker of radiance like sunlight in morning dew and …

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