May 18

BlueRedBlueBlack.

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oh no
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Hello, officer, I-
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get out of the car! now!
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Hands behind your back!
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what'd I do, officer?
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shut up!
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please, officer i was only trying to get home-
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one more word and i'll shoot!
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please, officer-
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Shut UP!
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gray
of a gun drawn
out and 
one
two 
three
shots 
and
red
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red
draining from
the body and
May 15

How to Lose Your Name

You lose your name
in a language that gives
your name vowels like
curdled milk.

You lose your name 
after hearing
all the variations
that are not your name.

You lose your name
in the eyes of new teachers
or substitutes, in that moment
they cringe when they 
see your name at 
the top of the list.

You lose your name
when you meet new people 
and your heart falls because
you don't even care to 
explain to them how to say it
anymore.

You lose your name
when everybody calls you 
by the other name, the wrong
name, that haunts you all
day long, lurking even in
the shadows until you want to shout:
That's not my name!
 
You lose your name
when your friends 
correct the substitutes because
you don't even care enough 
to correct them
anymore.

You lose your name
May 14

collide

i what

What am i
Nothing but

A

                Speck
In a

HUGE
Universe, multiverse and

My

                    Voice is

                                                Nothing
Compared to the

Rush/roar
Of galaxies

            Colliding.

 
May 08

News Titles Interlude

(All Headlines come from The Gaurdian, ABC News and NPR)


"Trump: U.S "will withdraw" from Iran Deal." 

"More Than Two Dozen Homes Destroyed in Hawaii After Volcano Explanation."

The world is crumbling
Around me and everything
is a burning bonfire.

I'm trying to find where
I went wrong and desperately
trying to clear the smoke of 
hate out of my loungs,
coughing.

"For Babies of The Opioid Crisis, Mom Recovery May be Best Chance."
"Carson and HUD are Sued Over Delaying Anti- Segregation Rule."


Everyone is hurling balls of 
hate at each other and I stand
in the middle covering my ears
and trying desperately not to cry.

Bombs are falling and volcanoes 
are bursting, war is taking thousands
of lives and I can't not cry when I see
the broken bodies of children littered 
across the ground. 
May 07

A little higher

Little girl,
raise your head 
a little higher.
I know over the years
they will try to bow it
in suservience,
but i hope you will be strong 
enough to push your
unfaltering gaze forward.

Little girl,
stand up a 
little straighter.
I know over the years
they will try to bend you 
forcing you into roles
but i hope you will be strong
enough to push back 
when they place the bricks on 
your back.

Little girl,
speak a 
little louder.
I know over the years 
they will try to stifle 
your voice so that you 
cannot speak, 
but i hope you will be strong 
enough to scream through 
the fabric they place on 
your mouth.

Little girl,
fly a little 
higher,
I know that over the years
they will try to chain you 
to the ground,
but i hope you will be strong
enough to rip yourself from 
May 01

Nothing Changed

June 1964, Virginia.

The little black girl
shivers in fear as she 
can see the pale 
white hoods of the 
Klansmen against
the charcoal black night

and their torches light up
like sparks but they are
not meant to warm but
burn, 

burn anyone who dares
have skin that has color,
color rich and pure.

and she huddles in the corner, 
fearing that the white spark 
of the burn-torches will 
be hoisted against her
family next.
1 person dies that night.

May 13, 2017

A little black girl 
huddles to herself in fear
because the monsters
are gathered up at her door,

and they don't even wear 
their white hoods, no,
they are in bright daylight
confident that they
will return to their jobs on
monday morning.

The monsters are here,
Apr 25

Wings

there was a girl
who always wished
for wings,

she was earth bound
and maybe that wasn't
where she wanted 
to be because

on earth she 
was silent,
but maybe up 
in the atmosphere 
she could scream.

But wishes upon stars
do not come true 
so she remained
tethered to the ground,
silent.

now there is a 
not quite teenager 
who made her own wings 
out of paper and ink.

she is 
soaring now, 
and her pen flies over
the paper because

she can scream now
in this world she 
constructed out of 
paper, ink,
and her emotions,
raw and flesh.

the wishes upon
the stars did not 
come true so she 
made her own wings
and now finally she can fly.
 
Apr 24

Refugee Stories: Beyond the Frame

* I preformed this piece at Destination BVT

See the snapshots floating by
Of a girl with brightly colored eyes,
Amidst a nest of worn out scarves.

A man with his weary body,
His feet have walked a thousand miles,
To escape the place his past dwelled,
But for him there was no future.

A little boy on a cot,
His sleepy eyes shut
Dreaming of a place
Far away from where he is,
Though he’s known nowhere else in his life.

A young woman
Standing in the dust
Like millions of others
Driven here by who knows what.

But a picture can’t explain
All that goes on beyond its frames.

The girl with the brightly colored eyes
That keep us enchanted
Has seen more that someone her age
Should ever see,
They haunt her even in her dreams,
If you look close enough,
You can see the shadows
In her eyes.

The man with the weary eyes
Apr 24

Muslim



what is being muslim like?
it's fine, besides the occasional calls
for our genocide.

it's fine, besides the people
who say we are all terrorists.

it's fine, besides the people 
who cross sidewalks so they
don't have to be on the same side of 
the street as us.

it's fine, besides the people
saying my religion isn't a religion
and just an ideology. 

it's fine besides the extremists
that gave us a bad name 
and dragged our pride for our culture 
through the mud. 

it's fine, besides the fact 
that my nightmares consisit of me 
running through the woods,
hunted and persecuted.

it's fine, besides the fact 
that i have to be worried about my sister
and will she be bullied?

it's fine besides
the fact
that it's really not

#voices4change
Apr 24

All the Little Lights


All the little lights, 
twinkling in the city,
and I am only one.
I swirl through what seems like a million galaxies,
but I am only a speck in one.
My colors,
they bend and bring joy,
they reflect upon all who see them,
but I am only one.
I make this world a little brighter,
but I am only one. 
I have been places and seen
things that you could only ever dream of,
but I am only one.
I can tell you stories through thousands of centuries,
of lives lost, of souls healed,
of knowledge earned and knowledge lost,
of joy and anger and sadness,
of love and hate,
wisdom and foolishness,
great things and small ones,
summer days and winter nights,
the stars and the sun,
yet I am only one.
Reflect upon that.
I am only one,
one speck of light in the middle 
of billions of other ones.
The world can be a beautiful place
if you would only 

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