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Monday
Pulled Bootstraps
[a poem]
I pledge alliance to my doubts
and the united fronts that I put forward
to the autonomy I can't afford
one spirit; under siege
undeliverable
with no justice after all
I pledge alliance to my doubts
and the united fronts that I put forward
to the autonomy I can't afford
one spirit; under siege
undeliverable
with no justice after all
Tuesday
Arts 4 The Cause: Compilation CD ft. TS Hawkins [AVAILABLE NOW]
Hello Fans!!!
I am featured on Lady M Productions compilation CD "Arts 4 The Cause". This CD is a live recording of the benefit concert thrown to support the families that suffered a huge fire in West Philly that destroyed 90 apartments. Please continue to support those families and Lady M Productions by downloading the digital CD! I am honored to be track number #2 on this amazing night of artistry!!!!
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Lady M Productions: Arts 4 The Cause [CD download]
I am featured on Lady M Productions compilation CD "Arts 4 The Cause". This CD is a live recording of the benefit concert thrown to support the families that suffered a huge fire in West Philly that destroyed 90 apartments. Please continue to support those families and Lady M Productions by downloading the digital CD! I am honored to be track number #2 on this amazing night of artistry!!!!
Click Here:
Lady M Productions: Arts 4 The Cause [CD download]
Monday
HonesTee
[an "on the mind" poem]
you
didn't fall into my lap
you
weren't a flagrant happenstance
you
were never in the wrong place at the right time
...you...
as omnipresent as the trinity's spirit
have always been there
because of that...
i loved
you
on purpose
so please
don't perish by accident
Wednesday
Senior Year: Fractured Atlas
[a "memory lane" poem]
knew we were going places
and not the proverbial
"know"
I mean physicial documentation
that we were journeying through this trial & error together
...mislead...
Denice Frohman suggested that you should
"kiss me so"
not knowing you were forehead stamping
"see you laters"
across my passbook
hand holds of reassurance
were packed bags of
"this was the last time this embrace meant something special"
hugs of miscommunicated farewells
where
"I love yous"
were really
"bye bye beau's"
because you only stayed grounded enough to let me deplane
every midnight snuggle lead me to believe we were taking off
a round-trip deal
reaffirming that our itinerary was identical
despite opportunites to alert me otherwise
you gather both bags
wave adieu in airbourne smooches
where I break out in outbreak heartache
relying on standby
to take pity on me
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