“Unloved” Now Live at SpillWords Press NYC

born underneath the protective eye of the goatI am a stained and blood-red topographical map,a blindfolded gnat adrift trying to find an empathetic eartime, tick-tock, is a heavy lump of coal, acrid, black, yet a gift watching red embers float like seared feathersremembering painful words, like silkworms burrowingbring flashes of time embroidering freedom into endless…

To All My Readers, you are my family

  My big window parading all my friends so close by, yet no one tattled or told me today was the day they would die.  Yesterday, the sun was a bit worn-out, and some rain cried while wetting the earth, but still, I saw the new Creeping Jenny’s annual birth.  My eyes don’t work well…

Hidden in childhood – reading of God’s Grace

To purchase Hidden In Childhood, go to this link Amazon.  This book makes a precious gift to anyone with a family member who was abused or is still being abused.   For children raised by parents that provided a healthy and safe environment to grow up in, this book gives them an idea of what many…

Social justice inks – anthology of poetry – Review

Social Justice Inks: Anthology of Poetry is a vividly raw collection of poems examining many types of social injustice. I am one of the contributors, but I do not consider myself to be biased. When the books arrived, I quickly and enthusiastically opened my package. I was determined to take my time with this book.  Randomly opening…

Lisa Tomey Anthology – Social Justice Inks

Social Justice Inks is a highly formidable book about many prominent issues related to Social Injustice in our world. I am so grateful to have three pieces in this thought-provoking book. When I listened to a video that Lisa Tomey held with some of the writers included in this book, I was brought to tears….

My new poem “Astro Jack” live on edge of humanity

From the perspective of a young concert goer using hip-hop urban dialect.   losing myself between those repeated raw beats ignoring and escaping the tizzle of the streets reality spooning hardships like venomous glue scrabbling out of my skin like thousands will do   braided red locks bouncing off tight curvy hips singing freestyle, making…