Charleston SC poetry
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Poem: b r e a t h e
two words with two G’s spread hate like a disease the smoke is everywhere and i can’t breathe. it only took one arm to squeeze the life out of an unarmed man the only thing in his hands were the lifelines embedded on his palms, now we stand on the front lines singing songs of […]
Poem: “CODE.”
If I write lines of poems like I write lines of code, no comma would be out of place and every quotation mark left open would throw the whole piece off center. Maybe coding is, in fact, poetry. Maybe life is, in fact, poetry and we are the result of a Universal code where X’s […]
Poem: Brother Denmark
(about Denmark Vesey) the history books tell us that you won your freedom when you won the lottery, but freedom isn’t something you win – freedom is a birthright. freedom is as seamless as your name, even when it was changed by a captain who claimed to control the sea. But God is the only […]
The Pecha Kucha poem
the new foundation I. every moment that you are alive is the only moment that matters. the past is a glass house and we throw stones trying to shatter walls that need to come down. we are all architects of negativity – brick by brick of bold thoughts holding together bodies bound by blood […]
the light belongs to you (for jasiri)
you were the flame before the phoenix, the boy who poured his heart into the sky. on the day you died, i tiptoed calmly through the forest of your memory then walked into the rising stillness of reality, the absence of your smile. tonight, i can not think of you without locking fingers with trees, […]
