pussy so fire call it clit bait

Anything less and that is distaste

how does this taste

it ain’t a mistake

Rolling that tape ya we got shit made


Even if the world goes down, my handy will save me.jpeg — Creative Commons License

Lately, I’ve been feeling really tense

Waking up, think of you,

Feel the blue

Gloom inside my own tent

When I met you in the summer

Did not know how it could be

That two months after you let me

I’ve been fucking,

But I cannot feel the breeze


Leaves in Snow — Image from Katherine Hala on Flickr

Today my therapist ditched me.

Half passed two

Waiting; please pick up the zoom

Today I really need you.

Now more than last week

Perhaps more than next week

My knees are weak

Eyes are starting to leak across the keyboard.

Have my headphones in

Clinging to a vape pen

creative commons

Law school drop out

I’m starting to think this shit ain’t for me

Especially when Lord knows

Shit ain’t free

All these books got my mind fried

Stunting my creative flow

Education has me tongue tied

While my anxiety intensifies

Crying in my boy’s bedside

While he lays beside me…

Mute: HH by Suzanne Mcclelland

Deliberating on this penetration

To strike back we have to concentrate on executing your castrations

But my fellow queens are out of focus

They’re focusing in on the strike against one another

Fighting amongst our sisters

While excusing our guilty brothers

Placing our fathers on a pedestal

While our mothers…

Mural from the Temple of Longing

When she speaks she’s so anxious

Like hiding secrets and

Hates to fake it

Slight short of apathy; not ingenuine

Just stutters and finds her ground again

Spitting truths

The apology is unnecessary

Because what she says

Seeks to criticize not an unread

But a lack of educated

Because she…

Untitled by Henry Darger

From the very first day that I was born

My hands started to guide me

Mixing up Barbie's with dinosaurs

My parents did despise it

A girl catching eyes that were sore

Avoiding blues and greens at the store

I played catch with my dad I wanted to make him…

Retroactive II, Robert Rauschenberg

Every time that I take a step forward I’m rewording

Not rewarded

I’m editing and editing

That’s called fretting, but not letting go

They say let the good times roll but I don’t know how to

So I just let it unfold

Unopening the package like a pamphlet call it…

Created by Georg Braun and Franz Hogenber’s, appearing in the atlas Civitates orbis terrarum

I think my roommates are stealing my spices

Out of all the vices I guess I cannot complain

For if one is to steal

Surely, it ought to be spices

Delicate flavors from South Puerto Rico

Cardamom Cloves left Camel backed Cloud Forrest

Forgotten homes are no where to be…

Corner of 72nd and Dodge on May 29th

On May 25th, 46-year-old father George Floyd was murdered by a white Minneapolis police officer, who knelt on Floyd’s neck for over eight minutes.

Upon hearing the news of Floyd’s death, I, like many people around the nation was outraged and disgusted at yet another incident of police brutality against…


occasional poet

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