Catching Shit I used to be the shit! Now I just catch the shit. I’m sitting here literally reeking of shit Pondering the meaning of my life. I mean if you think about it, I can do what every man or woman wishes they could do. I’m cloneable a million times over! I can be [...]
No Longer I woke up and I was not AFRICAN anymore. I no longer felt tethered to their names No longer had to say their names Because, well my name mattered Now… I no longer flatlined when the Blue Light Pulled over my black car. I no longer flinched when Tammy ghost -busted the [...]
The sun illuminates the brush ever so perfectly. The air is quietly filled with birds songs, wind powered streams and canine conversations. If you listen close enough you can hear the bass line of summer on a nearby basketball court. It’s peaceful. For this moment, the dry brown spots are a luscious green and bare [...]
Defying Gravity Plant your feet in the soil of faith So that when your world turns upside down, you can look up to the ground and walk on air Defying gravity as you dangle there. And in this topsy tervy nirvana only unnecessary is lost. -Miss Kiane (c) 2015 All Rights Reserved
Grass Don’t Grow in the Ghetto Glass glistens where grass is supposed to grow. Gruesome grooves pierce the ground jutting upward Like black fists punching stale air. Sharp petaled flowers memorialize Dreams, wishes and whispers of hope And for the life of me I can’t figure out why grass don’t grow in the [...]
For This Moment The sun illuminates the brush ever so perfectly. The air is quietly filled with birds songs, wind powered streams and canine conversations. If you listen close enough you can hear the bass line of summer on a nearby basketball court. It’s peaceful. For this moment, the dry brown spots are [...]
Syncopated Hearts the cadence of my heart spills out into the street skipping, leaping and dancing revealing the secrets of my fearful soul while dreaming out loud in rhythmic rainbows of happiness my beat is unique. my beat different. and my beat feels isolating. yet forced to yield to the syncopation of the heart beating [...]
I Miss My Mom I miss my mom. She had good days and bad seasons. On a good day, she’d play with me. Metaphorically ducking her head into my house of imagination. Sometimes we’d play Kingdom where I was the Queen and she my lowly servant. I’d make absurd demands and when she’d fall short, [...]
Boston Market catered my Turkey day this year. Though grateful for the $22.41 needed to purchase this tasty meal, I was saddened that it was not prepared by her hands, served from her dishes….consumed at her table. In fact, that table is gone…loaded on a truck with careless quickness. That table used to hold meals [...]
With arms straddled high and feet locked in to gravity The vulnerability of being alive can be frightening. Every twist, turn, bump, bruise. low and high is a relationship A ship of relation in which I cannot just sit and float but I must row. I must steer and I must defy fear. Defy fear. [...]
