A black woman to feed my spirit

I want a woman to feed my spirit
A black woman to feed my spirit
Black inside and out

When I see her
I want to see charcoal fire ashes
Houses burnt down
Machetes
Revolution

When I lay my hand on her
I want to feel the raggedy
Roughness of the mountains
The rocks hurting my naked feet
Scars on her tummy
Bumps on her breast

When she menstruates
I want to see the blood going down her legs
River latibonit river
Fraying her way to populated lands
Carrying down the sand

When I touch her wetness
I want to feel the scream
Of all the women fighters before me
Marie Jeanne, Claire Heureuse, Catherine, Désirée

When we finally come
Together
When we finally come
Together
“Map antre o nan lakou a
Mape mande si nan pwen granmoun o nan lakou a
Map antre o nan lakou a
Mape mande si nan pwen granmoun o nan lakou a
Bonjou manman m
Ponjou pitit mwe
Bonjou manman m
Bonjou pitit mwen adye
Map antre o nan lakou a
Mape mande si nan pwen granmoun o nan lakou a





Amazon of the water
10/09/05

Untitled.

I missed you
A rainbow reverie
A promise, a probability
A fantasy song playing in my head
I toyed with the idea of you in my mind
Hiding from mountains and roads
Seeking nearness
Then you came
Busted open
Popped the screw
And invaded my space
You burned me more than fire
I couldn’t sleep
My heart was racing
My genie got out of the bottle
How did that happen?
Really.
Please, would you? I beg.
Not now.
The emerald glass bottle is safer than my ribcage
Less commotion
My heart is old already. Tired and old.
Would you? Please? …go back?