The day I became “baby.” It was a pre-pubescent spring sunrise in early February and I had a visitor. Mom had never quite seen her

our shadows cast on the pavement always in step Hip Hop ever ready to move the gulf between does not widen and for this i

I ask you “how did the night find our house and laughed at the brightness of our eyes” You glare at the sad sky of

Your lips with their poetic tenderness, Transform the most lustful kisses into shame. A shame strong enough to turn a pre-historic caveman, Into an evolved

Fifteen poems: Matrix: Forbidden wordThe World You live in Is a big lie Do not attempt Under any circumstances To incorporate the word “justice” In

The absurdity that surrounds me ,,,,and the sadness that engulfs me raindrops caressing my thirsty skin ,,,,mingling freely with my tears Have all left me