THE ARTS

When I was an afterling, a young one without knowledge, I imagined the bad things were confined to the dark. It granted…

As a woman, people hate when I don’t smile As a black woman, people hate when I smirk A knowing smile Should…

I never really bought into the mythical “falling” into love. I believe in the mystical “rising” into love. The fairy dust of…

In our world, time is so little. Our biological clock ticks every day as we wake up each morning to take on…

Some sex workers Are independent, self-employed Negotiating the game With the forgotten, or unenjoyed Wide lens teaches Wisdom settles into bed “Every…

truth shifts to trust with one required base pair reassignment. … trutH; drop the grand Hoax shush the lies to self and…

I. I’m a weed trying to be a flower. An envious shadow surrounded by loveliness. How I wish to be, to be…

“The only way is to hug the cactus.” Her inebriated lips casually spill over his black denim-ed lap. “I guess this means…

my fear is a feral wolf...

I carry an anthology in today’s everything bag. I pull it out while waiting for the next thing: coffee, the nurse to…

I have had good guys speak over me I have had bad guys speak over me I have been dismissed by professors…

parched, screaming and digging against the push you take a pretty hard sip to self the leaves lips dry, wide  water it,…