Now I`m no forensic specialist, but your love does great bodily harm I scratch and stir for the evidence of myself- who I was before the gold crusted everything Old desires misbehaved and cloaked my armor- I submitted unto the wings like a dutible wife, yet as a fallen angel I mustered all the strength … More 14 Karat Loser
There is black girl magic at play when you hold her, color doesn’t make this so, but the culture that is lost I ves within us, the carriers of this world, the originals, the ageless and the bronze highlights of life We are temperamental because we are out place, not ghetto We are sassy because … More Black Girl Magic
I don`t care anymore I`ll smoke in my own fucking house, not outside where the mountains stare and think back at me The ash begs for me to stir, add egg shells and coffee grains for the plants Tamper with the lighter as if it lights up your `hourglass life` I don`t surmise about my … More What Gives Me Joy
The infant with hydrocephalus isn`t compared to the thousands of other babies born each year she is born with fluid-she is actually half -born and half in heaven she is the element of water and her brain is still in limbo The mother, so young , considered a scalpel test to keep her there but … More The Woman With Hydrocephalus
Enjoy following the text to Part 2 of the Poet-Dome Spoken Word Poems written by me. – Imani “Clio” Lang I quenched water like a thirsty leech sitting at the disabled coffee table that has nail polish stains on it Alchemy seems to have all the answers, yet the sun is covering me with … More Bony Voices
Enjoy listening to my feature poem on sound cloud. I am discovering a new voice-sound . I used to perform poetry in Houston, Texas and Riverside, California. Now, I am proud to be getting back into the arts. Let me know how it sounds! Everytime I`m with him when he smiles, I think that … More Black Rose in My Coffin
Can’t help to think about it when my future publisher asks if I’m okay Why did I move to Missouri? Why did I leave my California dreams? What should I say? Even though I’m depressed, I still have a roof over my head and everything that I want now , but I don’t want it … More Nobody’s Daughter Part 3: IT
Every morning I curl my hair and plan to take over the world, yet I’m stuck in your imagery, your paint and your pearls so you could win me over like oil burning crayons Every morning I plan to save these children yet when you yell at me I feel like a child-broken and crying … More A Dream, A Garden
I asked you a million times Then repeat for this millenia-thus getting nowhere Too busy stuck in time- feeling that I would die You say you hate it when I’m bummed, but do you really know what my oceans are saying? I’m writhing against your rocks begging to creep through the crevices of your land … More Who’s Cocoon is it?
Hands down, the 90s was the last great era of unforgettable music, talent, and melody tapestry that grunge had to offer. Between the riots, the end of the punk galore and metal taking over- this was a way for “Riot Grrrlllss” to take the throne. Besides R&B princesses such as TLC, Erykah Badu, Lauren Hill … More Who is Your Grunge Favorite?