Black Elite

Capitalism- Black elites have bough the dream Hands with black blood gleams

Les pins

Feet o'er bed of pine Feet so fast the crows won't dine Northward runs the line

Faith or Folly

Finding home for some Means letting go for others A blind leap of faith

Finally Beltane

We cannot go We cannot stay We should not want We should not have Magnetically drawn A’er the bonfires of May I wait and I dream I know and I scheme I writhe and I hide What I cannot deny Magnetically drawn A’er the bonfires of May My fear and my lies Your doubts and …

Baby August

Babbling, brooding babe Long nights mixed with shortened days I’d love to live twice

Rap Poetry Analysis: “Sons & Critics Freestyle” by Baby Keem

Spotify put this song on my Daily Playlist #4, recommended after the playlists of French nursery rhymes and children's songs I play for baby August. This song definitely captures young 20s me, and reminded me of all the layers of meaning in rap. This song also reminded me why rap is a form of poetry …

Baron Samedi

Ghosts are real. Every What-if, I should have...replays 'Til mind's film runs out.

Tales of Psalms

Tales of Psalms and Soames, A saga told many times, My cycle's found end.

Induced Potential

It was all it was -- I miss you. I love you too. Hello and goodbye.  

Doorways of the Heart

I learned to close heart's doors - Separate pain from family hate where love should be - I am its master. While we grew as close together as one With every lie and disappointment  I cannot help but drift away More and more as my heart's doors close Until your face is a memory I …