Faces are all blurry right now Names are like quantum physics Women deciphered by body parts Sweat, spittle, tears, drinks Each thrill sicker than the last Deviant 'sex-tremes' redefining pleasure Your body is a toxin My body, a poison Tonight it's a different anomaly Come, let us create taboos I will debase you lovingly Just … Continue reading Rest. In. Peace…
Dance With My Father
I laid my head on his broad chest, my arms around his muscular torso. I felt his large hand 'gently' thumping my uncovered back, the space between my neck and where my wedding gown began. Luther Vandross', "Dance With My Father Again" was aptly playing through the monstrous sound systems DJ Snap had brought for … Continue reading Dance With My Father
“Please Be Advised…”
You play a game I am adept at. '99' have fallen; what is one more soul?! To the goat give shrubbery. For your input reap milk or flesh. But the lion; he will take the goat For your input, maybe your life. I am fire. I am wind. I am water. I can warm or … Continue reading “Please Be Advised…”
Time, Wealth & Health
The Three Last Wishes of Alexander the Great Alexander, after conquering many kingdoms, was returning home. On the way, he fell ill and it took him to his death bed. With death staring him in his face, Alexander realized how his conquests,his great army, his sharp sword and all his wealth were of no consequence. … Continue reading Time, Wealth & Health
After Love Lost
"Death is the shortsighted view; nothing ever truly dies. It simply lives on in another form" Where do broken hearts go? Where is love lost gone? Surely both love and heart are somewhere when they are rejected. I have always advised that we be careful when we create love. Love does not die. It may … Continue reading After Love Lost
The Ladies of Rage
"I am ready...are you?" I will never forget the first time I heard those words. Every time thereafter, the words still leave me feeling like I have been rubbed the wrong way. A bit like a standoff between a cat and a dog. About two decades ago, I was in an altercation with a very … Continue reading The Ladies of Rage
Zainab Ahmed
She died quite tragically over a decade ago. Quite literally in my arms. The details; I choose to have selective amnesia about. Suffice it to say that her passing was tragic. In deed and indeed. What I can tell you about her though, is that she was slim. Lithe. Yet well-endowed. The compound adjective a … Continue reading Zainab Ahmed
