I ponder to
relate —
satiated in
wait,
with my
provider of
secret shade;
as shadows
escape,
at the rate
that troubles
abate —
aways away
from first place
fates,
that stop on
intake;
once I enter
my third place.
Cornell
write an essay,
the price of admission;
a registrar of old white men
looking for submission
write an essay,
police statement on permission;
men look the other way,
a fraternity house of perdition
write an essay,
but not on own volition;
assault a woman here,
essay counts as violator’s final sentence.
yellow jug
sunshine vessel —
sitting below flowered trellis,
next to where the ladies bug;
grass calypso plays,
as wind blows off a gusted shrug.
life blue waters —
held still until poured,
elevated flowers hang in wait;
their golden grail lifts up,
as the cascade conveyed restores.
death ask
renounce what’s past,
except for memories
that die last, buried in
the grave that we made.
lift off death’s mask,
denounce choices turned
too ash, darkness descends;
the light soon to fade.
turmoil whispers to ask,
“were all the troubles
left aghast, worth the
heartache you forbade?”
smithsonian
In these spaces —
they try to replace us,
with fascist decrees
& bright white imagery;
bleed out our needs,
to feed feigned
supremacy.
A reckoning,
we let breed;
on apathy & false belief,
convincing us we‘re
not allowed to see;
truth in fact —
we all lost something,
out of one
become nothing
but history.
equal equinox
embark —
equal light, equal dark;
summer sins fall apart
as both halves of
broken heart depart
settle in —
within autumnal start;
death winds begin
as warm colors flow
into artisanal art
maker’s mark —
dual nature imparts;
divine destination charts
as stars divide day
w/ equal parts dark
someone else
death to an interior self,
whose conflict says
“he’s someone else,”
someone that had
to be killed —
into mineshaft he fell.
covered by pain
& the hardship felt,
there lies his other self;
beside the place
where he once knelt,
conflict slain in name
of mental health;
he is now someone else.
in the clear

golden feeling
w/ nothing to fear;
out here near,
where mouth of
Cape Fear River
appears; on edge
of sphere, perceive
to cohere; sunset clears.
