TWO BODIES (OF WATER)
a flat sheet of rock
that shook from the effervescence
of one’s tenacity to explore the other
LINE (OCEAN OF OCEANS)
In the hold of a slumber, captivating and broad, I went to a place where present and past had fought to know each other’s place
THE JOURNEY BACK
I could no loner distinguish between the color of my skin and the captivating indulgent, heavy soil
UNRAVELING
Like a snake coiled around its prey, I have held onto myself the power of fear and restraint bullying my courageous child
LONDON (THREE | VOWS)
To remember how worthy I am
of all the wonderful experiences to follow
to never allow guilt and misplaced sabotage
to blind my sense of awareness and belief
LONDON (TWO)
I wrote this while sitting on the Blackfriars Pier in London, right underneath the Millennium Bridge watching a new life of my own sprout.
I COME OUT AT NIGHT
I come out at night
when moonlight paints my bedsheets,
my skin—dark as night—
the floor, I traipse when you summon me
IN THE DANCE ROOM
Dark feet kicking dust into rigid corners
A language only known within these walls
Suppressed energy seeping
through tiny cracks
in between, and through,
the bricks that built this space
spilling out onto the streets
Sweating over the Marley floor
That horrifying word I heard you say,
crucial and cutting
Its impact on my being,
distilled through my sweat
as I dance across this Marley floor,
shoes at the door
I push my obedient prop,
dancing as if my life depends on it