#Americans #Blacks #Women
A free bird leaps on the back of the wind and floats downstream till the current ends and dips his wing
I note the obvious differences in the human family. Some of us are serious, some thrive on comedy. Some declare their lives are lived
A Rock, A River, A Tree Hosts to species long since depart… Mark the mastodon. The dinosaur, who left dry tokens Of their sojourn here
He bad O he bad He make a honky poot. Make it honky’s blue eyes squint
We were entwined in red rings Of blood and loneliness before The first snows fell Before muddy rivers seeded clouds Above a virgin forest, and
My man is Black Golden Amber Cha… Warm mouths of Brandy Fine Cautious sunlight on a patterned r… Coughing laughter, rocked on a whi… Graceful turns on woolen stilts S…
I keep on dying again. Veins collapse, opening like the Small fists of sleeping Children. Memory of old tombs,
Tears The crystal rags Viscous tatters Of a worn-through soul Moans
We die, Welcoming Bluebeards to our darke… Stranglers to our outstretched nec… Stranglers, who neither care nor care to know that
When love is a shimmering curtain Before a door of chance That leads to a world in question Wherein the macabrous dance Of bones that rattle in silence
I’ve got the children to tend The clothes to mend The floor to mop The food to shop Then the chicken to fry
We wear the mask that grins and li… It shades our cheeks and hides our… This debt we pay to human guile With torn and bleeding hearts… We smile and mouth the myriad subt…
A last love, proper in conclusion, should snip the wings forbidding further flight. But I, now,
Curtains forcing their will against the wind, children sleep, exchanging dreams with seraphim. The city
Soft grey ghosts crawl up my sleev… to peer into my eyes while I within deny their threats and answer them with lies. Mushlike memories perform