I crack the dawn over a sizzling skillet of self aggrandizing about my position in your life and then the punishing rush begins the onslaught to my swollen throat of the very hottest over controlling fascination made from only the finest handpicked Kenyan coffee beans which accidentally gives me more courage than I can actually … Continue reading the ladyking of Ephyra
When they’ve stayed I felt strange Like I owed them in some sort of way For putting up with me for more than a day I’ve known something needed to change One I kept for 16 years acting like I didn’t have ears When he said the only thing I fear that he never loved … Continue reading Curl Patterns
Met a guerrilla playboy 27 years ago when all that I wanted was to be free Of the religion and rules that I was raised on and he ended up taking advantage of me Why do you like him my grandma asked He hasn’t even gone to school! I had no answer that I could … Continue reading Empty Tub of Vick’s VapoRub
I called to you Over hills and through valleys and under rocks and down streams I chanted your name on the essence, on the fly on the wind, on the wings You heard me cascading through,like visions do under skin and over heart strings you came to me spell cast eyes red socked feet frozen … Continue reading La Bruja Negra
03/28/01 I was afraid I wasn’t going to bleed. I am not ready to be a mother again so soon after my son. That would be Trevon’s dream. I guess I try to convince myself one way or the other on how I feel about him. He made me dinner last night. He brings me … Continue reading From the Desk of Pixie Prince : The Journal (2)
18. Never cheated on Kane. 17. Went on that free trip to Ghana. 16. After one of my best friends decided he didn’t want me as a girlfriend, I should have kept the books he gave me instead of destroying them. 15.Kept writing Nikki Giovanni until she wrote me back. 14. Been a better pledge … Continue reading The 18 things that I should have done…
In the dream I lived with my grandmother and I had the most ridiculously long thick blonde weave. We walked across the street to a gas station where my grandma knew everybody to get sodas. Apparently we lived across from an amusement park as well because there was cotton candy everywhere and people screaming on … Continue reading The dark corner
