
3 Poems│Solomon Sunday (The Pen Healer)
Grief The orbital between a bleeding heart & watery eyesis like the affair between day & night. The former is the aftermath of the later.There are moments that bring you to…More
Grief The orbital between a bleeding heart & watery eyesis like the affair between day & night. The former is the aftermath of the later.There are moments that bring you to…More
Bewilderedness there are days you wander in between trunks of trees in the darkest forest imbedded in your veins. you wished plucking your two lens out of their sockets; wanting…More
Light and Darkness I’ve gotten you a tomb surrounded by twenty one flowers – Anonymous. (I) I am a demon fallen in love with an angel. Ha! Hii! Ho! While…More
Upon the Still Waters of the Niger, I Wrote This i am trapped in an influx of gaseous watersa rhythmic trombone writhes me into transparency& glow is a myth, so…More
Walk through this with Me My father loves better when he is drunk and my mother seizes the moment with her hands and body. We are in the living room…More
A Study of Our Madnesssometimes it becomes difficult to tell the difference between my mind and a townhouse burning to the ground maybe /to be mad//is just another name/ for…More
How we got here how many wonders have you heard about in your life time / the Noah’s flood / the miracles of Jesus or / the tea pot that…More
What Happened, to Me? I miss the daysWhen I’d play soccer with my sisters& run around playing in the choicest mud. I miss the daysWhen I’d worry less about how…More
Spins Are Headlights at Night nothing is blurred & fast sped – close your eyes. this is not how you spin not with outspread arms & after falls – there’s…More
A letter from my dairy What sound does the space between two words make // as I breathe you in and you become sand in my throat / a mist…More