Informal Lovers

my thought of you strikes a harmonic chord against the rhythm of my thumping heart; the vibration lingers on-and-on-and-on. you’re the music i loved once, but i just don’t love you no more.   contradictory to every notion i know; the motion of my drum-stick against the tender drum leads to regret every time you … Continue reading Informal Lovers


Not a church girl she was secular. My poetry is a metaphor for the unknown. Known to none but me. Your heart beats out of bounds infinitely. Infidelity taunts me. I see men slamming her, an’ taking her to the sewer. Out goes the braids, in comes the weave. My dignity is my pride. It’s … Continue reading Myrrh