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ntozake and jessica holding hands draping their lovers each other in satin don’t need it to be true to be real don’t need it to be wrong either just need it

exchange the cat was cop-watching and the cop was cat-watching Black cat fast cat bad kitty prettyprettyprettypretty it’s 20 years past the millennium the pope can still give a kick like an old spaniard ship dope across the atlantic and there’s water on the moon! and we own it and we drink it and bottleContinue reading “exchange”

y y y must i only be concerned for those in my country, we do things differently in my four corners my border? y y y my block my home my body my bone y y y There are a billion women inside my body and all of them look like me. There are aContinue reading “y y y”

how alike we are but could not prove it to you because even if we met it would not be enuf only time fuses us never got that time and so resigned to it (now) I once believed in fate, but (now) I believe in it more. Contingency. Fact is, you’re not in control whatContinue reading “Untitled Ambiguous Poem”

My professor vibed me out While I was trying to avoid the truth Of the matter of the mass Of smoking grass on Sunday afternoon For Pedro drunken poet of my dreams Who wrapped his words in wisdom painful alcoholism The drunkard’s final words were: Go get me some wine while yr at it DecantedContinue reading “Poem In Honor of Pedro Pietri”

i feel safer on a clean bus feel cleaner on a safe bus feel darker on a bad day feel badder on a dark day bad bad girl can’t stay awake no more she sleeps on the ground / park yr ass! park yr ass on the grass for today can’t stay awake randomsoliloquie dancingContinue reading “Untitled Love Poem”

i dream about you a lot. i don’t tell you because i don’t want you to get the right idea. when i take journeys in my dreams sometimes you will accompany me and sometimes i will encounter you on the way. you never say anything. i wonder if this means you’re talking and i’m notContinue reading “letter to a friend”

when a feeling hurts you have to listen otherwise who knows what pinpricks devour you like so many locations on a map saturated and bubbling up on each other when you feel slighted u oughta take a slight pause so as to not react reacted far too often my body fatigued by watchfulness it’s betterContinue reading “when a feeling hurts you have to listen”

won’t you put on your gambler jeanstease me a little bityou sit in the dirt and spitintuit the portal that is my waistfor a minute they met in the aquariumwhere fluid is sexualitythey met in the park.one had on that beautiful half-smilewho brought paint and painted each other.one couldn’t drawshe couldn’t picture herself if abu-bakrContinue reading “won’t you put on your gambler jeans”