Words

passing laments on the highway of the blessed

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lamentations and lust and sometimes we just fight making love for a moment and it doesn’t feel right these children a’ crying these dogs that don’t bark superstition and faith holding...

An Ode to the Sounds of Blackness

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When Ray Charles asked, “Come live with me and won’t you be my love?” Gladys said she’s leaving to be with him On a midnight train...

TWO MODELS

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“Game recognises game” Popular saying Used in someBlack people’sConversations Normally blurted outWhen one seesTheir best qualitiesIn another. Example given: Back in the 1950s,A FloridaCheesecake modelDidn’t want toLimit herself to...

Watermark

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When I leftYou remainedA watermark Those who know meWho see right through meSee you in me Paul Rogers is a writer, stepdad and punk rock bassist...

On Holding Hands

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I want to tell you: that this part will be simple, that you’ll always know what happens next, that the first one you let cross the threshold...

I Wish To Know You

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I wish to know you in blinding light, I wish to know you in radiant stars. Your kiss like the sea’s jetting mist,the wish that planted...

Shine A Beam

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Where we standwhat we eatthe atoms of our soul        everything we see was all made from the hearts of distant supernovaethat exploded...

Three Poems

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accomplice he shoves a rusty crowbar into my hands i want you to climb up on the rooftear up some of the shinglesmake it look like...

Reflections on Baking

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Who knew the pecans float to the top ofthe pie? Who knew —When a knife comesclean it is done? While I recordthat the sun is making a...

Red Tail

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His yellow talons clutch a gnarled branchnot ten yards away. His regal head turns to take me in. When he turns back to look across the...

the river that cries

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had it been different had it been otherwise i might not have conceived such an elaborate disguise as we walked, that night along the river that cries for the damned,...

Solstice Eve

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Mystic morning, snow-laced, leafless branchesof treed sentinels, faint outlines. Merge into the fog, awaiting the Sun’s return,awake, not asleep, aware. Of Oneness with the Great...