Poetry

All The Right Places 

September 9, 2016 · Leave a Comment 

​The way your eyes seek every wounded crevice of my soul Questioning why I kept falling in love with assholes As if I didn’t know there was you to choose from How your eyes are like two suns As I gaze into you and heal Every wound you ever lingered upon Withstanding time like steel Until realizing you are my favorite  The muse that keeps gaining with me the most favor  With every new language imagined and savored  I know so many but only loves language forms the trail that leads to my heart Which you follow like breadcrumbs made of crumbles and tart How l fell in love with... [Read the full story]

Entertainment

Review: Girl In The Mirror by Alix B. Golden [Paperback]

Review: Girl In The Mirror by Alix B. Golden [Paperback]

August 20, 2012 · 11 Comments 

All Christen Calhoun really wants is to be a successful photographer, love a beautiful woman, and make her father proud, but easier said than done. When she graduates from Savannah State University, a dead end bank job isn’t what she had in mind. She stifles her creativity in bland business suits while her camera collects dust in the corner of her modest studio apartment. Her inability to decipher lust from love often leaves her sexually satiated, but emotionally bereft. When her soul is drained, as well as her bank account, will she take the advice of her father, Pop Calhoun, and... [Read the full story]

Prose

What I Long For

May 28, 2016 · Leave a Comment 

What I long for… is forever. No screaming mantras at broken hearts severed. No wondering if the here and now will last forever. No doubtful mind sets or broken promises. When you feel disconnect, its discontent that’s setting in. But don’t allow it to. Instead know that I respect your prowess and the cultivated intellect we pursue. And there are times when like you, I don’t understand it too. Now let me clear up some things before continuing. Do not apologize for expressing your feelings. No matter what my reaction may be we’re all entitled to what we think. To come to... [Read the full story]

Blog

A Poem For My Daughter

September 9, 2016 · Leave a Comment 

I adore her passion Matches the sparkle in her eyes Her life, like her spirit Rages like a bonfire in the sky She arose from mommy’s belly I played catcher in the rye From that moment on our bond solidified From love – peace and crying streaks and breathing for the very first time No modesty on this canvas Just raw honesty – we have this When I scold her – those times few and far in between She is our miracle baby Teaching as only a teacher can teach Pure and innocent I allow no one to breach I love her intensity – when she fights the system – her two mommies In... [Read the full story]

Politics

The 4th of July 

July 15, 2016 · Leave a Comment 

​Driving home along route 41 the lonely abode my car afforded was no sanctuary for long lost love, no it was as profound a statement as the fire works raining down from above, in memory of the day our country won yet my people were lost, and are still lost, in the killing fields bearing the heat and the brunt of a new world that wanted nothing more than their sweat, tears and blood, which boils at the thought of them thinking they could understand how it feels to be treated like us, and the bodies of our black slave ancestors who are now dust, when they can’t even bear the torch of love,... [Read the full story]

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All The Right Places 

September 9, 2016 · Leave a Comment 

​The way your eyes seek every wounded crevice of my soul Questioning why I kept falling in love with assholes As if I didn’t know there was you to choose from How your eyes are like two suns As I gaze into you and heal Every wound you ever lingered upon Withstanding time like steel Until realizing you are my favorite  The muse that keeps gaining with me the most favor  With every new language imagined and savored  I know so many but only loves language forms the trail that leads to my heart Which you follow like breadcrumbs made of crumbles and tart How l fell in love with... [Read the full story]

Featured

All The Right Places 

​The way your eyes seek every wounded crevice of my soul Questioning why I kept falling in love with assholes As if I didn’t know there was you to choose from How your eyes are like two suns As I gaze into you and heal Every wound you ever lingered upon Withstanding time like steel Until realizing you are my...

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A Poem For My Daughter

I adore her passion Matches the sparkle in her eyes Her life, like her spirit Rages like a bonfire in the sky She arose from mommy’s belly I played catcher in the rye From that moment on our bond solidified From love – peace and crying streaks and breathing for the very first time No modesty on this canvas Just...

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The Both of Us

I was lost within myself. The mental capacity of a grief stricken widow. Darkness a reliable, miserable best friend. You know. When no one else has the time to listen. How one goes deep within and gets all pensive. Everyone has something going on, lives chocked full of rights and wrongs. Oh woe was me. And how my...

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How To Get Over An Emotional Affair

So you’re having a long distance affair. It is this distance that can make the need to end it seem less urgent, but it’s even more urgent because the ability for the emotional pull to trump the physical is huge.  Emotional affairs are just as intense, if not more so, than purely physical affairs....

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Deeper Than a Hashtag 

​A black man died today; killed by a militarized police state, brought down because he couldn’t forsee his fate, for not surrendering his body after the second attempt to taze, just look at his sons face and look how they placate and how marching and protesting won’t do a damn thing to stop the hate,...

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The 4th of July 

​Driving home along route 41 the lonely abode my car afforded was no sanctuary for long lost love, no it was as profound a statement as the fire works raining down from above, in memory of the day our country won yet my people were lost, and are still lost, in the killing fields bearing the heat and the brunt of...

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A Poem for Pulse

Source: Maryneart/Instagram The noise of death filled the air as he reloaded, groan after groan, clip after clip and screams exploded, filling rooms where music no longer induced dance movement and lively gyration, the floor became a death bed of bloody damnation, spilling out and filling spaces where I saw myself...

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What I Long For

What I long for… is forever. No screaming mantras at broken hearts severed. No wondering if the here and now will last forever. No doubtful mind sets or broken promises. When you feel disconnect, its discontent that’s setting in. But don’t allow it to. Instead know that I respect your prowess and the...

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Your Imperfections Are What Make You Beautiful

Don’t be afraid Of your imperfections That one tiny hair growing Under your chiny chin chin Only you see any perceived Ugliness taking root in When all I see is someone Beautiful and soothing The rest is all moot I see you stress about nothing Hairy situations you bump in to Tweezers reached for To pluck and...

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Love and Conspiracy Theories

The news is no longer news worthy to me. Constantly torn by subjective images on TV. Black lives matter while black on black crime staggers and the state of the economy and inflation continues to lose swagger. School campuses cleared when students go on killing sprees and unstable couples hunted through multiple states...

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It’s Not What You Think

Before you know it The illusion will be gone No acapella – Just bars on this one song Are the Illuminati – Satan’s all-stars? Your favorite celebrities – Are they all pawns The Industry – Is it too far gone Do you really have a clue Are you just a chess piece on the board walk You do what...

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She Doesn’t Love You

“You may not be her first, her last, or her only. She loved before, she may love again. But if she loves you now, what else matters? She’s not perfect – you aren’t either, and the two of you may never be perfect together but if she can make you laugh, cause you to think twice, and admit to being...

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Anatomy of a Broken Heart

There are different stages of heartbreak. I’m about two months deep into my break-up and I have experienced almost all of them. First there’s shock, especially if you are the dumped. Then there’s the refusal to believe that you weren’t enough, followed by some combination of depression, anger and loneliness;...

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Shambala

I am floating up I am so high Fresh peaks of fluffy Shapely and toned round thighs I see beautiful peaks painting Brushes of silky smooth Skin against mine Leaving a trail of the wettest ale You are the epitome of fine wine Your essence takes me away Melts me like snow In Springtime Tongue tasting Of sunshine Love...

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Limitless

I sit and wait and pine For words that never come Momentary happiness has come undone No turning back but shadows of the past do hunt Lies and deceit over the smallest things corrupt But no one is perfect, I wouldn’t be fooling anyone That love was pure from day one The passion ripe for a future of Happy days...

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Dear Ex Girlfriend

As I gazed at the brightly lit but slowly darkening sky, I couldn’t help but be awed at the double irony of the situation. Last year, I managed to convince myself that to live without her would be an absolute travesty. It was in complete opposition to my every desire and so I fought with lovelorn shield and sword...

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Eyes Wide Open II

5th Verse The next one to catch my fancy Sapped me like an oak tree Macked me like ODB She was the type to bring alive And then stomp all over your dreams But she was mine and I was hers Placed myself on a shelf She did not deserve With access to my dreams They went completely undeterred She inspired others with her...

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20 Ways to Win Her Back and Improve your Relationship

1. Never stop dating and courting her. Do not take her presence in your life for granted. 2. Protect your heart and do not allow anyone else to enter except for her. 3. Fall in love with her over and over again. 4. Focus on the things you love about her. Realize that what you focus on will expand and if you focus...

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Eyes Wide Open

Prelude Tiny cutouts of affection All ripped up and shredded Stored in boxes of occupants Housed in journals and writing tips A poet’s journey begins With a first kiss I made you privy to it My collaborative compilations extracted in bits 1st Verse Nancy was not shy, I was totally convinced of this Secretive...

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Maximum Overdrive

I can hack into your world Hook up my laptop Start up your drop top Take you for a swirl Speed you up and down the highway I can even tighten your seatbelt So you can’t make a quick escape I control everything Red pill – Blue pill I can make a canary sing To get to you girl It’s called gang stalking It’s...

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What She Does To Me

You stir the universe To a whirling frenzy Sounds like my heart beats When your thoughts reach me Like a dandelion unphased Until touched by an angel wing Pollen goes soaring Your light is pouring Oh so heavily Down it comes like a rain cloud All the while sun’s still out Your love is just… that profound Your...

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On Stupid Stuck

The truth is nearly impossible to swallow Something as big as the biggest heartbeat God ever made belongs to a blue whale Then try to explain just how futile it is to become To be nubile in a world as distasteful as ours is young Love mistaken for abuse, ignorance mistaken for mere youth In the body of a 60 year old...

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