libra libra, spongy and harmonious somehow i am caught between purply-plum & inky-emerald stars dance across my desk planets hum at my...

My grandmother was light-skinned she came from a pack of godly men and women in Georgia, but she always held her spine like grandmothers...

As children, we were cursed beneath the oak tree off Dandridge Avenue we forgot our names & everyone else forgot them too Our mothers...

i would never tell you to forget your wounds stardust is many things but it is not unwounded we are not storyless, challengeless,...

The handcuffs are tight - tighter than they oughta be. “You’re a criminal,” I’m accused, viciously, on the other side of the plastic...