it must be you

jazz diddy | poetry unliklihood of losing and sad and lonesome turned amusing in a wooden box for a room whose walls are made of music and whose ceiling is infused with early evenin whispers in june dreams I can almost touch rain that washes away the gloom must mean that 'I love you so much': the living essence of my lilies' bloom a spur-of-the-moment rendez-vous any excuse just to be with you even if it's just for a while watching you play me a tune at your keyboard with a backdrop view of a wall of windows coerces me to smile dreams I can almost touch a one-on-one backyard game must mean that 'I love you so much': the moonlight that brings sunshine to my day it's not that I've never seen a sky at night or drank away my sorrows with lemonade been to a...

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remembering now

beautiful randomness I live my life like a memory. Constantly aware of my future's reminiscence of my current me, I wake up having only gained from my experience what I know I will have need for then. I see my future self needing my current me to be just as she is when she is. And she smiles knowing I was in on her (not so) secret, content that I paid her wish heed. (What is a memory? Not a replica of an event or emotion, but a representation. A collection of images that aren't really even that. (Can I not, then, remember my future? I think they call that deja vu.) How, then, do we seperate our memories from our fantasies? Was it that he grazed my cheek with the intention of making my blood run hot, or did he really just want to brush the hair from my face? fantasies,...

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totally random blogpost about kwanzaa (and stuff)

man it's funny. I've been changing so much, right before my own eyes. I was not too long ago the every-sunday-church-goin, all-As-recieving, hair-relaxed-wearin, preppy-dressed, just-say-no-proclaimin, 'they-call-me-shy-cus-I-am'-introducin, save-myself-til-marriage Chaina. I'm no longer quite as reserved. and more and more I see myself becoming more.. "afro-centric"- maybe it's the hair. ha. seriously though, you couldn't have told me even 5 years ago that I would one day be sitting in a room in Paris, hair self-dreading, missing green, and thinking about celebrating kwanzaa. yes, kwanzaa. hear me out: so I was thinking: non-christians...

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sun, rise

thinking of him as I watch the sunrise through my windowsipping my coffeeknowing that in 6 short hours he'll be watching the same sun risesipping his teaand thinking of me looking forward to our first shared sunrise every morningI am one morning closer to my sweet he...

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things

things I love: 30s and 40s cinema, 80s hip-hop, 90s r&b, sam cooke, malcolm x, jazz music, soul, men with dreads, mama's boys, shoes, katherine hepburn, james 'jimmy' stewart, green, fashion-esp 30s (which people think is the one undefineable decade. HA!), eating food that tastes good, doing person-specific things for the people I love, philosophy, intelligent conversation, a good cry, my family, teaching, children, knowing that I've been a blessing to someone and that I will bless many more yet (God willing), words, good blogs, poetry, art, photography, incense, the color turquoise, genuine friendship, house m.d., laughter, my sweetheart's backyard, atlanta's magnolias, lilies, philly cheesesteak, pina coladas, the sound of any saxaphone I've ever heard,...

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What Women Want

I guess the following is in response to this neverending conversation about Black women who will never marry cus 1)[Black] men aren't good enough 2)Black women are too picky What Women Want I want to love and be loved in return I want to be in love unquestioningly confidently dangerously fearlessly and without shame Be he Black or be he blue I want to love Be he lawyer, teacher, or starving ar-teest I want to love Be he rich or need he more I want to love Protestant or searching like me I want to love I like to dance I'd like someone to dance with I want to love I like to think Philosophize on the big and small and whether you can even qualify such things I'd like someone to share my thoughts with I want to love A list of requirements will do nothing for my heart A man who's discription...

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