Is the point of it all to live and die this way When do ancestors stop living, and do their decisions ever lose the limp in their step. What is it about brother’s and their unknown keepers And their invisible enemies. Enemies they feed We were lost together, brought up on the same advice Weeding … More Concession
Raging War. Caught in the chaos of evolution Mind over Matter the earth is heavy And time is sticky Mind is wanting black eyed Peas and the stomach takes leave Are we unraveling? All the atoms and realities that resulted in us are calling for their own Y wants her X And death has called … More Waging War (caught in the chaos of expansion)
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Hello there dear friends. I’m still going strong with all of the authors that I continue to invite along for this insightful gaze into their thought processes and what influences them. Just a quick note before we get started properly. I link to a…
We were always together, my brother and I, and we were always different and always responsible for each other. Always different and always at the same place at the same time. Before I could form the words in my mouth, I was my brother’s sister. A fate I was quite fond of, sometimes. … More ‘We don’t do the same drugs no more.’
I hate shit that gives me anxiety. Lol. No, real talk. I hate shit that gives me anxiety. “Why is this bad news, why is this bad press?” Because I don’t want it to be real. It’s like I’m sick. My stomach is tight everyday, I’m mean to everybody. I’m shaking all the time, I … More Digusting self pity.
I remember I didn’t understand how my friends refused to get it. To me, it seemed obvious, shit happens! In the morning, I would wake up and get ready for school. On our way to school the old car Ma was using breaks down in the middle of a busy intersection, and we had to … More Shit happened all the time.
I remember the night I had an epileptic fit. I had night sweats that night. I had gone to bed cold, tired and without a fight. The sleep was restless. When Ma came to bed, the lights want off and I was still cold. Shivering. Ma laid a blanket on me. Someone in my head … More I had Tippex in my mouth
She was so careful, so very careful with me. The force of gravity I cling to. I remember this one time a younger me, Nkush. She came back from school exhausted and confused. I couldn’t figure out why nobody liked me. I was sweet, played nice and checked all the rest of the ‘I should … More She was so careful…
We all have doors open to us Some bolted shut with glue and nail, And strings, and a key in the ignition turned away from the notch Doors are left open here Some cracked so a slit of the light shines from the other side A glimpse of the patterns. Behold. Every door is kept … More An additional note
Untidy. You smell bad what is it with you? The hem of your dress is coming undone Your locks look dirty and your lips are chapped Is this the look of motherless children? Your nails are long and stained You have cotton hanging from the armpits of your jacket Young girl you look untied. Unrooted … More Remember Timothy Winters.