Saturday, November 29, 2014

u aint it

(I keep looking over your shoulder for someone else to talk to
someone to fill the hollowness or your words with words of substance, 
interesting
words and stories and histories with whom I can connect.

someone more interesting.
substantial enough to climb on
supporting my weight
talking from lips full like mine that I would rather kiss
than to actually listen).

Sorry.

Friday, November 28, 2014

Alot



....i love you more than all the words in every love poem ever written.




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First of all, I love GOD. Proud Christian here! I love the smell of baked goods, seeing dads with their sons at the barbershop, couples walking down the street holding hands, I love my friends and their kids and their dogs and cats and my cats. I love poetry, jazz, old school R&B, Hip hop, Gospel, House, architecture, writing, and baking. I love compliments about my baking, I love Paris, Scarborough Ontario, Latino culture, nappy hair, and the sound of kids laughing. The first thing I do every morning after I crawl out of bed is get on my knees to thank God for letting me see another day. I invite you to join me on this journey on this thing called Life, where you might laugh, cry, and perhaps be enlightened along the way! I might be enlightened as well, based on your responses to my posts. For collaborations: daij62@gmail.com