Ruin (NaPoWriMo day 2)

Ruin Building skyscrapers of fantasy out of crushed dreams is the way She copes with the reality of her inadequacy The structures loom large over the streets of her consciousness Why is there so much traffic here? All roads leading to everywhere and nowhere At once This all a facade Make believe This can’t be…

“You Ain’t Got No Job, Man!”

This is a rant. I hate nigga shit. Not “black people shit,” strictly nigga antics. Ignorant folks doing ignorant shit. But I live in DC, Nigga Shit capitol of the Free World. From the politicians to the police to the everyday citizens… A friend calls the other morning to tell me about a job fair…

Revisiting Truth

  My truth: I am a multitude of things both positive and not so. I can be loud and harsh and whiny and petulant and stubborn and immature and petty and vindictive. I don’t always wield my words wisely, I can be extremely lazy and a master procrastinator… But I am not a liar or…