the legend is whispered
in the women's tent... more »
She Understands Me
it is all blood and breaking,
blood and breaking, the thing
drops out of its box squalling
into the light. they are both squalling,... more »
me and you be sisters.
we be the same.
me and you... more »
Song At Midnight
…do not send me out
Sonia Sanchez... more »
Telling Our Stories
the fox came every evening to my door
asking for nothing. my fear
trapped me inside, hoping to dismiss her
but she sat till morning, waiting.... more »
The Lost Baby Poem
the time i dropped your almost body down
down to meet the waters under the city
and run one with the sewage to the sea
what did i know about waters rushing back... more »
The Lost Women
i need to know their names
those women i would have walked with
jauntily the way men go in groups
swinging their arms, and the ones... more »
The Mississippi River Empties Into The Gulf
and the gulf enters the sea and so forth,
none of them emptying anything,
all of them carrying yesterday
forever on their white tipped backs,... more »
The Photograph: A Lynching
is it the cut glass
of their eyes
looking up toward
the new gnarled branch... more »
it is hard to remain human on a day
when birds perch weeping
in the trees and the squirrel eyes
do not look away but the dog ones do... more »
There Is A Girl Inside
There is a girl inside.
She is randy as a wolf.
She will not walk away and leave these bones
to an old woman.... more »
To A Dark Moses
you are the one
i am lit for.
Come with your rod
that twists... more »
Wishes For Sons
i wish them cramps.
i wish them a strange town
and the last tampon.
I wish them no 7-11.... more »
Won'T You Celebrate With Me
won't you celebrate with me
what i have shaped into
a kind of life? i had no model.
born in babylon... more »