Redecorating

still in love. you’d think that after all these years of forgetting I’d have finally gotten it right. can’t wait to forget you, to have that space in my memory match the hole in my heart. i’ve always hated dissymmetry.

Raining Love

He’d changed from the khaki pants and crisply creased button-down shirt he’d worn before and instead, wore a pair of jeans, the only other clothing he had since his beautiful suit had been ruined. Atop his deep, chocolate, rippling chest with the small dragon tattoo, he wore what I called a white vest, but which…

Bad Poetry from my Youth #2

Never Go Back You can never go back except for when you do. Her eyes still kiss his softly, secret — never ends A vision of youth ten years fade — never werer. Lines grow lighter, lighter, love is young, and bold, and proud… reborn. Hairline stretech, reaches forward (afro blowing in the wind) stretch…

Him a Shotta

Him a shotta livin life on him edge. Girl by de side, she wait for him light fe break. “Why fe you a romeo?” she say, but him naw respond ‘cau him a shotta, and him too hard fe speak. But she naw sceered a him. His frown mek her wet down dere in her…

If I tie you down

If I tie you down Can you tie me up Use silken words to Subjugate my pride Make me long, my dear for restful servitude When I’m humbled then Will that make you mine Can we do this now That we’ve got the time If you touch me there Can I offer here If I…

Ice

there is a point when ice, sufficiently chilled, is of such intensity as to burn like blackened fire i stare at the artic ice above your smile awaiting summer’s thaw gingerly lean too close but burned by your icy stare as you measure me wondering, surely, if i’ll breach your icy shore so here i…

I Danced, Once, with Her

I danced, once, with her Weather Report was playing “Between the Thighs” and in my mind, I was there She danced back at me, her hips hopping to my spoken word, her being to my bop, ebb to my flow She washed along my shore her big hair lapping me like red waves, unkempt on…

los dos

the heart whispers promises the mind will never keep mine whispers you all day alone in our empty house feels remarkably like when you’re near silence suits us as does your absence

I Danced in Summer Nights

I danced in summer nights with you, love, dreamt eternity early morning sights tousled hair, we, under there sweaty love delights I kissed in summer’s heat made love to thoughts engorged with you in the sun we’ll meet to dance—with joy—your body’s furtive, pulsating calypso beat We dared to chase the fears and then forbade…

Leave

I hate to see you go, girl, but damn I love to watch you leave taking with you the better bits of me and thus I sat, remote in hand and a marathon of meaningless mediocrity minding me from across the first-floor prison. It was empty in bed without you, baby, and I couldn’t stand…

Lagos Secretos

It floats on misty lakes that trees possess like jealous lovers, raining dying leaves like spent, dripping, leftover love. Blue waves lap at shores where she hides, in the deep, eyes to the treetops. Blinding leaves of sunlight breathe a lover’s kiss, cool raw, and fraught with summer’s wisdom. It laps at her toes, freshly…

they

02-18-2006: she touches the soul of him reads to him his mysteries revealed with calm assurance he is exposed and naked before her shivering in the night air exhaling short bursts of soul like vapor on a winter’s night forever whispers her name, softly the sound of her makes him shudder he tastes her rhythms,…