Black Dolly

Black dolly. I loved her hair. Her afro- The braids and the way she spoke. She said some bleached their skin And I felt horrified. Why would you erase the color- the one God painted on you? Black dolly. I loved the way she could dance. Her mouth always running- But some how always truthContinue reading “Black Dolly”

Writer’s Block

There where places and spaces  That intertwined within our existence Just struck in the day to day- just uninspired. May be this what they call writer’s block? The stuck in your thoughts that keep repeating  The melody of your favorite song  Knowing every word in sequence-  Like the flashbacks where it was spilling into theContinue reading “Writer’s Block”

23rd Street

He told her to meet her at the box.  The one on 23rd street. He’d buy her dinner. There was a particular canary he wanted her to hear.  “It wasn’t about the singer,” he said. Just the lyrics that happened to make him Think of her. She smiled. Of course.  She always smiled when he madeContinue reading “23rd Street”