Poetry

Ritual

I try to keep in good terms with it all praying to the east as you’ve taught in Talmud while breast rise high to the west     solstice more than…
Poetry

Morning

I wrote you a letter that on any other morning you would read When the Kettle goes off in a screeching hot moment I am expecting to unravel tile feels…
Poetry

Foretelling

On a black girls shoulders Carry a lot of weight That of elephants n rhinos It’s hysterical the pressure it creates. I I am tired But there is nowhere to…
Artwork by Nate Ryan Smith for Enormous Elephant
Poetry
My Santa Claus is Black (and Other Observations)
Poetry
To Think of You Is Not Enough