Plain Pain Just pain. No window. All shame. Blood flow & Red brain. Nothing but Plain pain. Like watching the slow drop of any drain. It drips into your veins. Commanding your blood flow. And dragging your soul Low. Splitting skulls on the concrete, until the red meat shows. Or do you show blue in […]
Tag: Poetry
A collection of rhymes that speak to me, shared with you.
A very short poem about a tree that is submerged in the water. What can the trees teach us about being bent out of shape or submerged?
I want you, You know, minus the sexual innuendos… I’ve imagined meeting you before I knew you, Thought you were just a fantasy I created. Your thoughts… They excite me sapiosexually. Causing me to take flight prematurely. So, pardon me for running before experiencing what this can be. But you turn me on mentally. And […]
to whom it may concern, you are worthy even when this world isn’t worth you. you are brilliant, even when you make asinine decisions. to whom it may concern, your worth isn’t determined by who wants to be a part of your life. your decisions are just that, YOURS! and your worth is determined by […]
What ever happened to R&B? Ginuwine would set the mood for you & me. What ever happened to the Misses & the Mister? Now I Gotta Listen To Them Degrade Ya’ Sista. Back in the daze music used to mean something. Nowadays they ain’t really saying nothing, but Got your hands on some change… Now […]
BBW Blank. Black. Woman. She can be so many things, this BBW. A vehicle of your tortured mind… Or. Beautiful Black Woman. She is the Backbone of the family But only when it’s convenient To You Exhausting Her Energy Creating resentment due to lack of reciprocity – Turning a bit Bitter is she? Your Blank […]
Flow the DJ is back this #FlowFriday giving us some insight on the word love as it relates to peace. Jeff Manning is the perfect pair to the piece/peace this week because he has some of the best digital artwork on the scene and these of expressions of love seem to be so synonymous with the Digital Age.
I really only had 2 options growing up, Option 1. Become a black queen, causing stereotypes to be broken and live up to my highest potential. Option 2. Or be a black hoe, living up to the status quo that was constantly being embedded! I heard it every day and it made me question my […]
Each piece of Dougher’s work is paired with Jazzo’s poetic words. Jazzo defines love as a psychosis. A severe mental disorder in which thoughts and emotions are so impaired that contact is lost with external reality…
Culture shock Imagine growing up faster than you wanted to, but also only seeing the world from one side. The lenses were not rosetinted I knew the world was not rainbows and sunshine. It was the color of confusion. Having feelings that religion told me I would go to hell for, And those who judge […]