Poetry
Autumn 1991
Election Night
got a cold one in my right handgot a hard one in my left think it’s gonna be sum nightdog days kickin doggin me out doggin the air can’t breathe […]
Poetry
Autumn 1991
Woman Troubles
I don’t know if mama had woman troubles, for all I knew it was anything but: (a) collards and chitlins boiling on the burnersin mid-August; (b) catching the bus in […]
Poetry
Autumn 1991
Busy Signals
I just tried to call long distance, tomorrow a conversation, or two, away. With an ear boxed by a windowpane, I’m listening for the sun, that bluesshouter, delta belter, loud […]
Poetry
Autumn 1991
Tribute
For black men who are quick to draw fire black men drawn to fireblack men who draw their own conclusionsblack men who are drawn conclusions raptured by lightness who fall […]