Circus of Words

Earlier this year I posted a poem called Who Am I . It captured the a portion of what I was feeling, but there was something lacking. So, I ...

I don't recognize her-- The girl in the mirror; She doesn't look like me,      talk like me, think like me...           who is s...

  Whispers of War Season 1 Episode 3 Meet Jabir, Nita's charge, and find out how he copes with his inability to fly. READ THE ...

All is dark, Yet I am there-- Center stage, Hiding in the bosom Of a deep red flower... And the audience is a-chatter Unaware of my pr...

E ver since news broke that Michael Brown had been shot, the volatile nature of America's "post-racial" society has been a co...

Dirty mushy goop Clogging up my insides Until I scooped the muck away Now I'm hollow to the core Hollow, inside and out Hollow in m...

I know why the caged bird sings Why the steel constricts so heavily around And the weight of the air on delicate wings Rubs away at thei...

The ability to reduce your own genetics To words and phrases someone else created, And devour your own culture With the fuel and ammunit...

April is Sexual Assault Awareness Month. What do you say when no isn't enough, What do you do, when actions aren't heard-- And...

and I am the beholder of my own beauty... Today I saw an article floating around my Facebook timeline about Target, "thigh gap,...

I'm alone, But it isn't dark It isn't cold-- I can breathe, Stretch my roots Farther and farther

Quietly it waits, Flutters rapid wings Hidden from prying eyes Invisible, in the forest's shade It waits... It chooses to...

Spotlight on Us Picture from Black Enterprise  Black history covers a wide range of fields and subjects, from doctors and lawyers ...

Spotlight on Paul R. Williams Don't let anyone tell you Your dreams are impossible-- Because they will; and it may be true ...

Spotlight on Saartije Baartman La Belle et la Bête... Admire me from afar and take note-- My skin, my hair, my face, and m...

Spotlight on Blanche Kelso Bruce Scraps, cast aside as trash Purposely overlooked and discarded Lonely, in their unfilled lives ...

Double, triple, quadruple check-- Look back in the mirror one more time And then when my face flushes Run back to the mirror to confirm ...

People search For a nook, a cranny Where they can curl up-- Hide away And just belong; They bend themselves To fit in hollow boxes Crippled ...

I woke up thinking, why am I here? I woke up thinking, I must be crazy... And then it dawned on me: I woke up. It's strange how l...

Everyone knows whats best for me-- You can't tell me my favorite color, What keeps me up at night, Not even what type of food I like, Bu...