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I Will Wait for Thunder

The nights get anxious when they think of me. The days await dusk for a momentous sigh of relief The cold gets chills when I speak, when I whisper. I want to break into a monologue, maybe a hum, maybe a wail And tell my secrets. I want to...

Ironies In History

Once the freedom fighters have been hanged as the oppressors, And the resistance fighters have been exiled, Once the taxpayers have been enslaved, And photos of the natives have been archived and others used to decorate the museum walls- As the last trace of black skin As the last memories...

Part I Requiem_When All This Is Over

When all this is over I will remember the distance and the silence between two - long like a ribbon of gloom. I will remember the around the world journeys I took Yet the most terrifying of them all - descending deep into my heart and the...

Part II Requiem_When All This Is Over

When all this is over We will remember the pitiful anticipation the nights before dawn As we waited for each day’s proclamation We will remember how numbers punctuated our lives: commas and periods We will remember it was the commas that knotted our stomachs so. And the comfort we would...

My Mother Weeps at Night

Sometimes when I’m alone I think of her The spaces in her heart that hurt, The sorrow she feels that only silence can heal. Tears that stretch long like a ribbon. I know my mother weeps at night, And the prayers she makes at midnight. I know the mountains she...

Sometimes the Sun Looks Like It’s on Fire

That last day in April, You will remember the fire that was in my eyes, dancing But then you were the water carelessly extinguishing it. That last day in the cold of April You will look at the hearth and think of me And your efforts to make a...

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