we have seen this picture before...

Driving deep in Red-wave Ohio country With post-election Trump Vance signs Still on front lawns and in living room windows In smug...

people don’t have to ask why we fear the police any more. five brazen blue-black brothers beat down another black mother's sun beyond...

sitting in my car outside grocery store pondering being a tall dread locked black man wearing bandana covering my face pondering being...

first time I met poetry it frightened me into believing lyrical word sounds possess power. discovered it was born in me, could feel it...

no, we are not their “Negro” or their “Nigger” or their “Black” or their “Minority” or their “Person of Color” or whatever they think to...

Trumpian politrickster murders opponent in cartoon reality and with smug go sour Gosar straight face claims no violent intent him was...

i know he meant well. he is a good neighbor. he cares and keeps a watchful eye. we live in a racially diverse neighborhood. we exist in...

"... Dem dogs make dem laws and dem dogs break dem laws." --The Ancestors white privilege is “Vanilla ISIS” reigning down MAGA whiteness...

King said he'd been to the mountain top....But what promise? What land?

"... being segregated ... is their preferred norm."

"lost in lost causes"

"watching them watching me"

tv commercial declared, "We all have an immigrant story...." no.

I cry for my Africa

"the mindless flock and the fake negroes just keep drinking Trump Kool-Aid ..."

"the true American story ..."

In 1619, "20 odd Negroes" were traded at the Jamestown settlement for supplies. They were in the Americas against their will.

I wrote this poem in response to my first visit to Assin Manso. A location where captured Africans received their "last bath."