She fell through an ocean of time

Bumped her head on experience and woke up to life


L trainin’

The river of people flow into the subway

Rushing like a waterway from stop to stop

Upstream and Downstream

Downtown to Uptown

From place to place and point to point

The river of people flow into the subway some on their phones on the way to homes and everywhere in between

Their heartbeats create heat as the trains ebb and flow from bank to bank

Wading through the sea of people

I find my way in the flow

Unstoppable this wave of flesh coursing through the city

The river of people flow into the subway rushing like a waterway

And I find my way in flow

Does the L go to the O?


Black hot

Snow drifted down melting on my melanin – it never had a chance

My inner light fire bright and strong third eyesight

Melting obstacles just like that snow

Each trial an opportunity to grow

Snow drifted down melting on my melanin – it never had a chance


Burn it Down Beautiful | It’s a New Year

Expectation burned hot on the back of my throat

Melted away intentionally with the Vick’s like vapors of optimism and blind faith I rubbed all over myself

It was time to heal and to believe in something more

Something real

Ambition radiated off my being

Anticipation of the new days and adventures to come wake me up earlier and keep me up later

The last few embers of the burning expectation give way to the warm coming of new words

New worlds

I am lit and this is only the beginning





Golden Solitude

Secluded she sang songs to herself
Each note took her higher and higher while somehow grounding her to earthly reality
Quiet is something you can feel
Secluded and safe she bathed in silence
Nothing about silence felt empty
Whole she felt
The transmutation of loneliness to golden solitude
She found her everything in silence
Secluded she sang songs to herself
Songs of love
Love of all that was
Love of all there is
Love of all that will be
Each note her little boat
On the river of calm and clarity
Secluded she sang songs


Royal Palm

[found this in an email to myself from 2014]

She rode thru old spaces
Thinking of all those places
The words that fell from faces
Their weight had held her down
Horrified that she would drown
She now realized that  fight she fought
And the fucked up shit it brought
Those actions were the offspring of fear
Amanayea came with the light & made it clear
Fear is Darkness meddling in your mind
Awakened to Truth she put fear’s ass in line
She refused to focus on the fuckedupness of life
the constant replaying of perceived strife
She rode thru old spaces
Thinking of all those places
The words that fell from faces
They were never holding her down-
They were building her up so she could wear the crown


You have Time Woman


Time tells tales of strength and weakness

Eternal longevity

Tick-tocking seconds and minutes fall off clocks that aren’t real

Time tells tales of love and loss at zero costs

Eras and periods constantly give way to new days, infinitely wrapping around the neck of forever like the perfect pashmina

Time tells tales of legends and myths sailing by on ships of selfless and selfish acts

Dancing in storms of self-created anguish and angst and passion and pleasure

Wonder women and wandering women finding their way through time

Time tells tales and I am here to listen with my infinite ear