poetry
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*Inspired by the Daily Prompt: Confess Is confession healing for the soul? All the ancient texts of wisdom seem to agree – tell it to a voice behind a screen, write it on paper, draw it on the walls and your soul will soar. Does that mean today’s oversharing/random check-ins and long rants on social media are…
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You never thought there would be multiple people sharing our bed Infusing their energy Their experiences Sexually, seductively, sensually Sonia, Countee, Langston and many many more. Gender didn’t matter because we moved through them all, giving each one a moment’s meditation for their words: on love, on sex, on healing, on God, on family, on…
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I paused when I saw the picture now long gone The one I knew immediately I wanted to recreate with you and would hold in my mind while I masturbated dreaming Us and a bed Me and my thighs You and your lips me on all fours, my knees surrounding your ears while your beard…
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Center it. Be particular about it. Your awareness of me Instead of post, post, like, post, phone, post, walk, like, like, me, love, smiley face, love, post Be a participant in my energy So when I tell you, I’m emotionally empty you don’t respond “Ok cool” because you missed it with your comments, IG photos,…
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“Some men say that I’m intense or I’m insane” – Angelica Schuyler, Hamilton The Musical When I first heard the line above sung I screamed out YES! because it fit my life so perfectly. I have always been that woman. I have always felt like I am too much and yet, not enough. We know…
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Never was I into masochism Pain was never my thing Except With you, I had what Merriam Webster so eloquently calls “a taste for suffering” and my suffering must be seasoned with Lawry’s because it feels so damn good and I couldn’t stop partaking of its bitterness Because my imagination kept flagellating itself with pictures…
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For years you loved her An internal vision of perfection You felt her You saw her You knew the curve of the finger she would touch your hand with She was the one you imagined and measured every contender against Until me And the glitter of my gift wrap warped her image I was taller, rounder,…
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His looks made me pause, but his mouth held my attention Talking…Teaching…Telling With clarity and intention He approached There was no hesitation as he assured “I want you; unlock” And I tumbled into submission – by choice and full awareness Made it clear my care matched his and let my zephyrs help us renew Today I crawl…
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It is all inside my head The feeling you want her instead of me The feeling she sets your heart aflame That you would rather take her home than me That she is getting all your secrets Your smiles Your joy And I get your space and opportunity But it’s all in my head Isn’t it?
Wandering & Wondering 