Sovereign Fool

He left his shoes on, determined to the let sun kiss every inch before he made his final decision. The breeze felt so much like a constant caress he found himself aroused by air. Lost somewhere above the clouds, he’d finally found it: the throne he had searched for his whole life. Crafted from cold […]

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They Don’t Mind

Mossy stockings worn to the knees,sticky snow groping these,but she don’t seem to mind it. Snow is solid sweatgathering in her crevices,but she don’t mind the wet. He’s rooted there erect,wobbly without any thrust;he don’t mind the tickly touch. Still, he’ll freeze completelyas he knows he must,but, he don’t mind solidifying,paralysis is trust. Then, next […]

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Palo Moon

She begins her danceby lifting up a ruffle of trees,white flamenco healstremoring, reflectivesyncopated stompsin time with breeze. The snaps of talons,white owls release limbs scratching surfacepassion’s fingers along ivory curves,her courtship piece. Opalescent crown,stars will connect to forge a jeweled peineta,atop a cloudy mantillathat veils the moonin feminine folklore.

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Modern Haiku #1

Time craves strict endings–Best let your life simmer asit will be consumed. Protect yourself fromhates harmful undercurrents;ride the changing tide. Black lives must matter;starve hatred and prejudiceto achieve King’s dream. The past is snakeskin;slough the parasites that bindto begin anew. Lackadaisical…Monday smells like Thursday now.Why bother perfume? Trust the silver scales;balance is never an actof […]

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Root People

Roots Rising ‘Twas a rebellion rooted in sedimentmonths of tubering under soil.Maturation their only impediment,sharing messages through filaments. After months of vegetative repose,the uprising soon t’would break ground.The Celledrake sensed a grassy noseready to battle the fruits he opposed. Sweet Podrake let out a battle cry,sprawled in curvy, appealing pose,“I’m just as sweet as cranberry!”making […]

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Martin Luther King Jr. Day

Mother Emanuel I am Mother Emanuel.Listen, can you hear my bells ring?Nine times in remembrance of June 17th.I recall Charleston, 1818my members arrestedfor reading,we felt each lash of that beating. I am Mother Emanuel, AME, 1822the trees outside hang heavyfrom tax white lies levy.Prisoners weigh more thanwinter’s ice and snow.Lives as punishment foreach slave revolt. […]

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Pick Your Poison

Fireweed When you learned that nectarmeant eternal life,you ripped out all the rootsfrom our flower bed,mutilated as muchfloral tissueas you could fondle,giddy from sugary drips. Oh, you’re a realperverted pollinator.Seizing firm, floral cups.Brushing yourself againstmoist, reproductive organs.Self-righteous sucrose addict,guilty glucose glutton,phytochemical freak. What sap makes men immortal?Your dirt-stained fingersglide down my ultraviolethidden honeyguidesin search of […]

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