Category: Poetry [2015]
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Let’s Get Colloquial In The Dark.
Let’s get colloquial in the dark.I want you to slangmy name around your mouthand swallow me downUntil the only poems you can spitAre onomatopoeia inspired by this Get slick licking lipsfor that moistnessas you move ya neckto the rhythm created with precisionby every submission I makeTo the aural landscape(s) : Inside you, every sense brought…
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Trans* Womxxyn* Dreams?*
What if I bec(a-o)me a long haired – possibly loc’d & selectively pierced– tattooed, light skinned (creole*) black, gunmetal femme spirited, organically expressive, queerly beloved, poetically inclined, trans (womyn) person? What would that look like? How would my life change? Does that include hormones? Surgery? Naturally transitioning? Where is the make up? Hair removal? Why? …
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Good Morning “Sir”.
Good morning “sir”. how are you? I hope you are divine and inspired because I know that I am filled with a fire at my core that has and is illuminating creative consciousnesses that desire to be expressions openly– truths. So I need you to know some things: you speak intertextually with one who has…
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I Dream Of Luxuriously Spiced Things.
I dream of luxuriously spiced things. Coconut milk soaked with space lights and a wrist flick of cayenne infused with amber. This is a sensationalization of my aureolas. Call me cannabis as a conjuration, call me liberation in a two step, call me vulnerable revolution as a masturbatory hallelujah. I am here reveling in the…
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My Eyes, His Offering’s: A New Orleans Love (AfroSensual Trans*CenDancing: 92)
May I share with you what happened when I actively applied Vision to your offerings? I found mySelf engaging, with you. I saw skin, I saw wings, I saw the magic with in all these iridescent things, I saw a FairieKing. Riding waves, swirling amongst riptides, I heard the OceanSpeak of your underCurrents assertively. The…
Our Green (Green) Life 