19
Feb

Ambrosia Afrika

A birthplace of the human race, whence commenced at the land which its history is murky on obsolete geological ruins which hide an indecipherable code of its people. With the wonder that masks the entire cosmos – bares, is briskly basking, beautiful in black embers which softly shine in their skins. A glow grandiose in […]

17
Dec

Forgiven

Here’s the spoken word piece Juno spoke of, written on 6.Feb.2014 I struggle with my pain; to the narcissists of the world I seem depressed- with the Load of the World on my shoulders. The truth is I’m good, stress free, all released with its pressures that come intertwined to bondage of a sinful mess. […]

1
Nov

The Hardest Part

A time, into the abyss spectrum of life, a moment deep within the future – in an age of oracles. I’m suspended in the mystery of wonder.                 *** In the great firmament of memories… images flash back into my mind of the second millenia of human history. Sometime […]

9
Oct

Hawi 

She is the kind of lady, no matter the day or the type of malady that succumbed those fickle chambers of your created being, she’ll sew it back intact with her soul for strings, and breath her heavenly kiss on your lips, and you’ll feel complete like Adam down at creation’s first glimpse.  I still […]

22
Sep

The astrophysicist 

In this space time continuum, it’s blinding so, how long since, you’ve circled the orbits and rings of my brain like an extraterrestrial satellite. Beaming your gaze into my consciousness, my willing able form, to preserve your vision and the moments shared on days before this moment… Oh how, you shine; – my mortal-willpower of […]

21
Jul

Reincarnation genesis 

Agnostically apologetic. Maybe with the tale of an apple at Eden, to the fables of a supernova pile of dust and peril and doom! The misconceptions of life and the ultimate fabrications of mortal novelty, the perils we succumb to, believe me you; supersede the greatest tragedy we fool our feeble hearts, to be real […]

17
Jul

Selling my soul to Brian

​He was that one book that I will always revisit in the dead of the night when sleep proves elusive. For he completed me. He was no comedian, yet the ease with which he could make me smile still puzzles me to date. Now women, revere a man who stares into your eyes, peeling layer […]

13
Jul

Pandora

How do you tell her you’re broken and need not fixing: without breaking her heart? You let her go. It’s sad, often misfortunate, how the ugliest hearts, like mine drag others’ into the mud. We are made to believe once our hearts are wrecked, we just bounce back to the bandwagon like nothing happened. That […]