tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-39912596634641120262024-03-12T16:05:08.142-07:00Poetry of Shantay MoniquePoetry is available for Creative Consumption and Reproduction with Accreditation without Modification and for Non-Commercial Purposes OnlyAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05224611087158368590noreply@blogger.comBlogger33125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3991259663464112026.post-45506529673802378902012-10-07T13:10:00.001-07:002012-10-07T13:10:01.442-07:00Floweredhe has inspired me.<br />
flowered a garden of illumination.<br />
he came.<br />
unmasked a wretched pattern.<br />
shook up my world. <br />
no plans.<br />
just an embrace for the present: <br />
him.<br />
<br />
i've brought sweet life<br />
to this earth.<br />
predestined mother.<br />
Mine -<br />
she believes in her own defeat.<br />
keeps struggling towards the light,<br />
don't you know Mom<br />
the light is present within.<br />
<br />
a reach, a squint is not needed.<br />
a grasp is all.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05224611087158368590noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3991259663464112026.post-1308119453147427462012-10-07T12:59:00.001-07:002012-10-07T13:03:13.307-07:00Flower Beadsmemory stay<br />
restless<br />
resistant<br />
a future petal<br />
unblushed<br />
from her sweet<br />
lips<br />
<br />
a hot mama<br />
tender kisses<br />
pregnant belly<br />
capture the moments<br />
of her love<br />
a swollen<br />
everything<br />
<br />
a concept<br />
drained<br />
like colander<br />
or wildflower seed<br />
a secret
parted<br />
lips<br />
<br />
the mussels spread<br />
a womb open<br />
flower beads spread<br />
baby tumble<br />
out of parted<br />
lipsAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05224611087158368590noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3991259663464112026.post-32706184749680821152012-10-07T12:55:00.000-07:002012-10-07T13:14:07.685-07:00Star Goddess<span id="internal-source-marker_0.24267585475951936" style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"></span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">I am a star</span><br />
<div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">
<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Blue and purple Star dust sprinkled onto my nose</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">I wiggled and sneezed</span></div>
<div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">
<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">yielding force as light sabers</span></div>
<div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">
<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">from my corporeal center</span></div>
<div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">
<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">inside light pulses like an alien invasion</span></div>
<div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">
<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">radiating outward</span></div>
<div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">
<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">a galactic explosion</span></div>
<div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">
<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">I have already been reborn twice</span></div>
<div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">
<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">during which you see me twinkle,</span></div>
<div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">
<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">already dead</span></div>
<div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">
<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">already lived</span></div>
<div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">
<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">reflecting in your pool of irises</span></div>
<div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">
<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">a gentle breeze</span></div>
<div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">
<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">flexed windows in city brick buildings</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">pulsate with every breath</span></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05224611087158368590noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3991259663464112026.post-63296829681348003012011-01-04T17:43:00.001-08:002011-01-04T17:43:31.100-08:00ReincarnateShe grasped me as would a gentle man. <br />
I, illuminated like ambulance <br />
with fingertip grips behind back.<br />
I had almost to peer, like through a rabbit hole<br />
see her scabs:<br />
hardly any. <br />
I'd lick them with rabbit love. <br />
<br />
When I was young no line existed between the hood <br />
and Wonderland<br />
drawn out branches reaching for the sun<br />
now the line is strict red and solar purple<br />
on an eclipse night. Strung <br />
out home alone with seaweed fetish<br />
a masked parade of flesh <br />
feelings. My only guest:<br />
abstract meaning of a woman<br />
breasts or no breasts, more.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05224611087158368590noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3991259663464112026.post-34488842380734269612010-12-13T10:48:00.000-08:002010-12-13T10:48:01.522-08:00Kiss my lipspucker. marigold <br />
pollen flies between our estranged lips <br />
sunlight glances<br />
on seashore breaking <br />
waves. a cone shape spirals from my heart <br />
chakra. reverbs outward, <br />
your inspiration<br />
the cause.<br />
<br />
lick my heart <br />
while it shines, wolf.<br />
nurture and enjoy the blood<br />
your chemistry creates <br />
a split<br />
the earth quakes. cracks of light <br />
pulsate, destroy heart chakra for phoenix rise. <br />
keep me safe my king, keep me safe.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05224611087158368590noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3991259663464112026.post-52820985233109554152010-06-29T14:41:00.001-07:002010-07-15T12:56:51.737-07:00Harlem to Brooklynwhile pressed against marigold skin<br />
the plants in the sidewalk cracks develop <br />
purple haze gliding from my mother’s voice<br />
she eats shrimp roti on the bench outside cursing the red and blue <br />
police sirens and car horns<br />
I can feel the air and smell <br />
the exhaust brothas yell from the rooftop <br />
in flatbush the view from my best <br />
friend’s window sweat and dick inside <br />
marlboro reds and cat litter<br />
we’re sexin’ cursin’ pushin’ <br />
on the train <br />
ride back home to 1st and 59th st <br />
I can feel my sister’s lips and donuts on my fingertips<br />
<br />
avoiding the chicken wings and pork fried rice <br />
I run to the bridge in the Brooklyn Botanic Garden<br />
I arrive panting <br />
to the smell of arroz y habichuelas glide my hand over the brick outside <br />
reminds me of my mother’s bedroom I smile <br />
at the thought of rose water <br />
oxtails and cat fur <br />
skipping through yellow crosswalks towards home cell phones <br />
blink I puff a joint <br />
ash it under gold nikesAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05224611087158368590noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3991259663464112026.post-88720166705628724592010-06-28T15:56:00.000-07:002010-06-29T15:17:53.903-07:00HushOur babies would be magical creatures, <br />
left alone they would steal <br />
the thorns off the rose bush <br />
step a starlit path in the brambly woods<br />
<br />
You are my world right now<br />
because you refuse to be<br />
because I just met you in a world of hearts <br />
on a melancholy string<br />
<br />
You are perfect to me <br />
I am totally present<br />
You run through my veins<br />
pump blood through my body<br />
My thoughts reflect your light crystals<br />
When our fingers touch<br />
You are me<br />
<br />
I have hopes for us<br />
you wouldn’t believe me<br />
you would not understand<br />
I don’t fall in love with everyone <br />
Sometimes in the summer I do easier<br />
<br />
When your fingers touch my skin <br />
it prickles like a dirty cactus<br />
Here is the trivial I want to see you I miss you<br />
I’ll wait<br />
You already know stars reflect in the whites of your eyes<br />
You are not perfect, I don’t love you<br />
You might be temporary I hate you<br />
I don’t trust <br />
You’re just another one<br />
I’m scared of intimacy<br />
You’re not mine<br />
I am a writer My causes?<br />
Later. <br />
Your faults <br />
your atrocities <br />
the sun on your back looks like water. <br />
You are me right now reflecting water <br />
in grimy ponds on NYC sidewalks <br />
and Oakland callesAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05224611087158368590noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3991259663464112026.post-80344785475471560562010-02-22T18:14:00.001-08:002010-02-22T18:14:43.467-08:00Mixed-Race<br />Headed for the mountaintop, <br />where lives the snow, <br />we bypass the dirt <br />where flowers grow<br />womb of life<br />where brown color rises<br />in our flesh, <br />reflected in our irises. <br />Blind are we to our own beauty, <br />so focused on what we want to see. <br />In front of us is our earth, <br />same as our skin, <br />our place of birth, <br />Here we are, multi race or one, <br />where exists melanin<br />same team, <br />same flag, <br />same sun. <br /><br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05224611087158368590noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3991259663464112026.post-52447095842965046312010-01-30T11:09:00.001-08:002010-01-30T11:09:15.382-08:00I Love You RawI love you raw<br />
like Golden delicious apples<br />
salads tossed like<br />
red cherry tomatoes in auburn summer <br />
mixed with purple kale, baby greens and chard <br />
grated cabbage and beets <br />
chewy raisins and hard cashews <br />
raw okra/artichoke/carrots/celery/asparagus/mushrooms <br />
and ripe green cucumber <br />
a pear for sweetness<br />
topped with ginger, dill, oil, lemon avocado dressing<br />
spicy like cayenne pepper<br />
and imported like red Himalayan sea salt <br />
<br />
I love you raw <br />
like emotions <br />
vulnerable on impact <br />
a Mac Daddy truck to a Buggy <br />
no playing chicken here <br />
we’ll both lose <br />
<br />
I love you raw <br />
like sloshing sex on my moon <br />
from you, <br />
an unrefined baby I will birth <br />
impure, aqui, always<br />
inhaling yogi breaths <br />
during conception, delivery, maturation <br />
inhale for three/hold six/exhale 9<br />
swirling sticky breath and scent <br />
licking your salt <br />
raw like DeNiro in Taxi Driver <br />
or ragged pink meat <br />
<br />
I love you raw <br />
sexy, slutty, nigga and bitch <br />
I love you like gazpacho<br />
I love you like that<br />
<br />
I love you rawAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05224611087158368590noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3991259663464112026.post-26477434785126818782010-01-25T00:34:00.001-08:002010-01-25T00:34:55.564-08:00DeconstrictionTongue laps breath<br />
behind constricted throat <br />
rough wind blows<br />
an unlit match <br />
head bowed<br />
hiding behind walls<br />
like a cowardly soldier <br />
pee trickling down pants’ legs<br />
.<br />
a bindhi cow rises <br />
tramples walls of death<br />
into burnt ashes and hamburgers<br />
cooled ash settles <br />
my throat, a present, <br />
voice, my giftAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05224611087158368590noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3991259663464112026.post-27213921744799999132010-01-16T22:40:00.001-08:002010-01-16T22:40:53.779-08:00Tattooicy needles <br />
like cats’ claws <br />
scraping skin <br />
<br />
impotent rage rises<br />
to boil a raw <br />
creationAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05224611087158368590noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3991259663464112026.post-77647285914553528042010-01-02T11:42:00.001-08:002010-01-02T11:42:30.715-08:00New RoadsDevelopers’ white hands<br />
Point to the man<br />
Controlling the bulldozer<br />
Invoking a strangle<br />
A tease<br />
<br />
Brief smile brushed lips <br />
Shiny tarred roads<br />
Glass buildings, abodes<br />
A bow of the head <br />
To thank the overhead<br />
<br />
Black tar roads<br />
Paved for new people<br />
Glass caught in the cracks<br />
White and green <br />
Color between the gaps forebodesAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05224611087158368590noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3991259663464112026.post-34079328788787236462009-12-30T15:00:00.000-08:002009-12-30T15:00:48.224-08:00DelusionYou, a sun with no planets. <br />
The lion baring teeth about to strike<br />
falsely limping, another’s blood <br />
dripping from your jaws.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05224611087158368590noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3991259663464112026.post-65483528053532775792009-12-24T13:21:00.001-08:002009-12-24T13:21:52.673-08:00Unity by Pablo NerudaUnity <br />
by Pablo Neruda<br />
Translated by Clayton Eshleman<br />
<br />
There is something dense, united, settled in the depths,<br />
repeating its number, its identical sign.<br />
How it is noted that stones have touched time,<br />
in their refined matter there is an odor of age,<br />
of water brought by the sea, from salt and sleep.<br />
<br />
I'm encircled by a single thing, a single movement: <br />
a mineral weight, a honeyed light<br />
cling to the sound of the word "noche":<br />
the tint of wheat, of ivory, of tears,<br />
things of leather, of wood, of wool,<br />
archaic, faded, uniform,<br />
collect around me like walls.<br />
<br />
I work quietly, wheeling over myself,<br />
a crow over death, a crow in mourning.<br />
I mediate, isolated in the spread of seasons,<br />
centric, encircled by a silent geometry:<br />
a partial temperature drifts down from the sky,<br />
a distant empire of confused unities<br />
reunites encircling me.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05224611087158368590noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3991259663464112026.post-59148697964466843592009-12-06T21:38:00.001-08:002009-12-06T22:33:26.868-08:00Inbetween Skinzen mysterious kisses<br />
light tapping lips on the buttocks <br />
revealed a sensation <br />
like a rocking chair in grandmother’s den<br />
into the room sneaks tender moonlight <br />
a baby falls asleep<br />
food is left in the crisper <br />
up the walls shadows creep,<br />
dance on the bedroom floor <br />
playing games like gypsy faeries<br />
who cover their anticipatory mouths <br />
stand on tiptoes,<br />
watch with rose eyes <br />
the nightly dance <br />
of entangled legs<br />
and white satin fingertips<br />
crossing translucent lines <br />
and curving bodies gyrate <br />
like delicate knives under the moonlightAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05224611087158368590noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3991259663464112026.post-38081800354940319782009-11-29T23:00:00.001-08:002009-11-29T23:00:43.423-08:00Mutual Lovesex is the fireplace in my living room<br />
a giving of self you can hear <br />
the echo of the sea in a shell<br />
bonds as tender and strong <br />
as stretched iridescent tendons <br />
plucked free.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05224611087158368590noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3991259663464112026.post-54455206065126544342009-11-24T10:45:00.000-08:002009-11-24T10:45:40.002-08:00RIP JavadThis poem is dedicated to the dedicated, eternal brother of the Black Nationalist movement who died this week from pnemonia after having been in a coma and having H1N1. <br />
<br />
a brother died in the struggle<br />
not from AIDS, violence or abuse <br />
he carried the weight <br />
of his communities’ ailments <br />
in his earthly body<br />
offered self affirmation<br />
to young people <br />
JAVAD <br />
You will be Remembered. <br />
<br />
Look out for us <br />
from afar<br />
the spirit realm’s now<br />
where you reside <br />
<br />
* * *<br />
<br />
a good brother died <br />
because he carried other’s pain and hurt<br />
and longing and separation<br />
because he ate too many cheeseburgers<br />
take care of yourselves so we don’t lose good brothers and sisters <br />
to more diseaseAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05224611087158368590noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3991259663464112026.post-72809394965628721352009-11-13T07:12:00.001-08:002009-11-13T07:12:11.401-08:00From My Apartment, Sunset Parkslight hues of the highway color my existence<br />
the beams shake like tree trunks <br />
lashing side to side from violent trucks<br />
the branches reach cloudy skiesAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05224611087158368590noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3991259663464112026.post-67341741021536218822009-11-01T13:35:00.000-08:002009-11-01T13:35:09.435-08:00Tender Omission<meta content="" name="Title"></meta> <meta content="" name="Keywords"></meta> <meta content="text/html; charset=utf-8" http-equiv="Content-Type"></meta> <meta content="Word.Document" name="ProgId"></meta> <meta content="Microsoft Word 11" name="Generator"></meta> <meta content="Microsoft Word 11" name="Originator"></meta> <link href="file://localhost/Users/shantayarmstrong/Library/Caches/TemporaryItems/msoclip1/01/clip_filelist.xml" rel="File-List"></link> <style>
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<div class="MsoNormal">intimate breath between our lips <br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal">before the parting <br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05224611087158368590noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3991259663464112026.post-41468124449718136182009-10-26T21:54:00.000-07:002009-10-26T21:54:34.581-07:00Palestine<!--StartFragment--> <br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Papyrus;">It’s a new dawn, it’s a new day. It’s a new life.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Papyrus;">I see the tear gas canisters <o:p></o:p></span><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Papyrus;">exploding above her head<o:p></o:p></span><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Papyrus;">hear their firecracker whisper<o:p></o:p></span><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Papyrus;">smell the burning bodies <o:p></o:p></span><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Papyrus;">the black lost vision. <o:p></o:p></span><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Papyrus;">It’s a new dawn, it’s a new day. It’s a new life.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Papyrus;">I see the laughter of the Israeli soldiers<o:p></o:p></span><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Papyrus;">hear the screams of the moms and babies <o:p></o:p></span><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Papyrus;">separated. I see a Palestinian woman <o:p></o:p></span><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Papyrus;">head held low walking courageously alone <o:p></o:p></span><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Papyrus;">to buy groceries for dinner. <o:p></o:p></span><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Papyrus;">I see breaking bread. <o:p></o:p></span><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Papyrus;">It’s a new dawn, it’s a new day. It’s a new life.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
</div><!--EndFragment-->Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05224611087158368590noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3991259663464112026.post-84628355144347770332009-10-16T00:57:00.000-07:002009-10-16T01:21:05.455-07:00Antes<div class="MsoNormal">your juice fell on the counter<br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">before you were opened<br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">before<br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"> I opened you<br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">the juice drained on the floor<br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">you were still whole<br />
</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05224611087158368590noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3991259663464112026.post-16547604770914236472009-10-10T01:28:00.001-07:002009-10-10T01:28:36.836-07:00Detox<!--StartFragment--> <br />
<div class="MsoNormal">the pain<br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">hot and cold<br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">fire and warm<br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">im here alone-by my choice<br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">you told me nothing <br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">I told you leave<br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">you come to me <br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">I push away <br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">twirling spirals<br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">spinning tops<br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">black and white <br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">a firebed<br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">I know this place<br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">its too familiar<br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">water down<br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">orange and red<br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">anchor my foot <br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">needle through thread<br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">hammer through bone<br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">knife on the table<br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">knife in the home<br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><!--EndFragment-->Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05224611087158368590noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3991259663464112026.post-89061177552044542822009-10-03T11:50:00.001-07:002009-10-03T11:50:36.498-07:00Empty<!--StartFragment--> <br />
<div class="MsoNormal">I punch through walls and throw up in your car<br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">I date your lover and you’re glad I did <br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">my life enhances yours <br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">you wish I was always there<br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">you wish I was always there<br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">occupying empty space<br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">space which eats at you until your intestines are gone <br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">a tapeworm that never leaves <br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">I am the power that the tapeworms envy<br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">wish they could eat your intestines the way I fill you up <br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">wish they could leave you feeling destroyed and empty <br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">the way I leave you feeling strong <br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">the way I leave you feeling your babies are safe<br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">your life is safe<br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">the world is yours <br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">nobody can take it I have given it to you and my hands are clean and dirty <br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">just like yours <br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">I wash my hands in Nubian rich soap <br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">in lovers’ water <br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">in rose water<br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">in puddles left over nights <br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">in cigarette smoke<br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">I wash my hands in your babies’ bathwater <br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">thank you<br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">thank you god for letting me in <br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">thank you for housing me <br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">thank you for the gift of words <br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">I say thank you because I am blessed <br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">I follow your path and the tapeworms disintegrate into dust <br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">into nothing but dust <br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">which when I touch it<br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">turns to gold.<br />
</div><!--EndFragment-->Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05224611087158368590noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3991259663464112026.post-61184097823751769582009-09-28T01:08:00.000-07:002009-09-28T01:19:42.587-07:00The Murder of Oscar Grant, RIP: Another Police Brutality Incident<!--StartFragment--> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align: left;">“A peaceful protest turned into a violent one.”</p><p class="MsoNormal">So what?</p> <p class="MsoNormal">It’s not the violence that’s not the answer, it’s the disorganization. </p> <p class="MsoNormal"> <o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">
</p><p class="MsoNormal">“A peaceful protest turned into a violent one.”</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> <o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Cops with guns, cops backed by tanks, helicopters and bright lights shining above, we may be the people of the sun but those ghetto birds were shining bright florescent lights onto us that night. </p> <p class="MsoNormal"> <o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">
</p><p class="MsoNormal">How many times will an attack on the people be written off?</p> <p class="MsoNormal">The execution shows, as many times as necessary. </p> <p class="MsoNormal">Martin Luther King Jr. Day is next Monday but Malcolm said, “By Any Means Necessary.”</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> <o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">
</p><p class="MsoNormal">The murder of Oscar Grant is an example to get the people to STAY IN LINE!: Kill one as an example, scare them into fear. </p> <p class="MsoNormal"> <o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">“A peaceful protest turned into a violent one.” </p> <p class="MsoNormal">Violence begats violence. </p> <p class="MsoNormal"> <o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">
</p><p class="MsoNormal">I would kill for my dead son, any dead man of my people is the same as my dead son, brother, husband or father. </p> <p class="MsoNormal"> <o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">
</p><p class="MsoNormal">Rise up and organize into formation loved ones! Youth! Rise up with purpose!</p> <p class="MsoNormal">With cause. </p> <p class="MsoNormal">Already, disorganized emotions have turned into chaotic actions. </p> <p class="MsoNormal">
</p><p class="MsoNormal">The media has planned with the government to suppress any uprise…we must use stealth, covert actions at first, focused planning, trained soldiers.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">They come out with guns, tanks, tear gas…then we must come out with fighting mastery, guns, bombs, uniforms, be ready soldiers. </p> <p class="MsoNormal">
</p><p class="MsoNormal">We are fighting inside war. </p> <p class="MsoNormal">Stop getting killed!</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Organize!</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Focus the energy! </p> <p class="MsoNormal">Smashing Black owned shops ain’t bringing Oscar Grant back!</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Smash the system! Like trained soldiers during the art of war, </p> <p class="MsoNormal">Smash it like you’re looking down the handle of your sword, and the battle is won when the tip meets the eyes of the enemy.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Slash!<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"> <o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"> <o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"> <o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"> <o:p></o:p></p> <!--EndFragment-->Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05224611087158368590noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3991259663464112026.post-58395451356644596752009-09-22T12:26:00.000-07:002009-09-22T12:27:07.711-07:00Rain Haiku<!--StartFragment--> <p class="MsoNormal">And so, I relax</p> <p class="MsoNormal">An upside-down umbrella</p> <p class="MsoNormal">in the dripping rain. </p> <!--EndFragment-->Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05224611087158368590noreply@blogger.com0