Youngest.

Feet patter on pale blue tiles, they quicken, they stomp marching with purpose.   Little beads hang on the tips of jet black braided hair she moves, they rattle.   Loud giggles echoes  in  long hallways, as little eyes peak through corners.   Boo!   She runs, giggles and hides until a few minutes pass…

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Making Love.

There she was sweet, supple, and tender as  fabric  falls  off  her  body nakedness has never been so whole.   There he was his face mesmerized by what can only be art  unreal, yet pure- she stood there.   So they laid legs intertwined, heat radiating from sheets with the moans of love and pleasure.…

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The System.

Brothers. Sisters. Lost family members. Blood shed. Violence Just to be gang bangers.   What has your gang done for you? Besides a sense of belonging. Addiction, murder, and theft. This is the path you are following.   A path that ends with death. Another statistic, behind bars. Another crackhead, addicted to meth. Look at…

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Moving In Silence.

“Move in silence and exocute relentlessly.” – Marc Ecko You know those moments when you’re so in tuned with everything happening in your life that more opportunities start to manifest out of no where? As a creative, this is usually an idea of a project or a vision of me in the future having accomplished…

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Seasons.

Are you pleased by the simple things in life?   As seasons change we realize the beauty  in change itself.   Grass turns brown as leaves become coupled in orange, yellow, red, and hints of auburn.   Blankets of snow remind us how coldness exists outside our bodies.   As we embrace each other and…

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Art.

My body is scared Like statues in temples Perfectly shaped Cracked in patterns   Admire me.   For I am art The one you seek When we are apart I make you think   Of me in your arms.   Filling you with lights Inspiring you to create. That shimmer at night Is the sun,…

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