Prose & Cons

I love him, but still I run, with tentative tip toes anywhere, away. Love and Fear can’t be unspun.   A volcanic voice shoots sparks…

when i was younger, i thought “lost at sea” meant someone who had flown a little off course sailed their ship into the wrong group…

His lips were kind, whispering sweet nothings wishing sweet dreams. He took my smile.                      …

i. Do not fall in love thinking you’ll float. Ready your limbs to drown in its fickle waters. Perhaps stuff your pockets with rocks so…

The other day I saw someone flying down the hallway. He stretched his arms out in front of me, fingertip to fingertip with muscles furled…

i. How to forget—how to bury nights so deep in your bones that even you yourself question if they really existed at all. Like those…

we need those fictional heroes of negroes we go to animation & tv shows to build our egos lookin for black people whose blood aint…

The place where one lives, where the heart is. Why would I call that place home when for eighteen years it was everything but? Home…

Sundress and Overalls make their way down the dirt path, hand in hand. The lush green trees surround them and the sun peeks through their…