Normal was traffic stops turned fatal Arrest warrants served with halos poverty job seeking surviving at minimum rates certainly not living. No time. Normalcy was four year degrees with nothing to show but hopes and dreams. Perhaps a pretty plaque. Normalcy was immigrant fear mongering demonizing categorizing as “enemies within.” Normal was presidential bail outs… Continue reading Getting back to “normal”
Tag: poetry
After Assata
[Click to listen to a poem Malik has been working on] Assata said, “I’m tired of bulletins. I want bullets.” Assata said, “Tears fallen and bodies dropped, blood shed. Fuck the high road. When they go low, instead, knee ’em in the face, sprawl lower. Take their back, wrap the neck, fuck a tap out,… Continue reading After Assata
8/14/25 poetry roundup #2
Where I Reside The annals of society; where I reside As far removed as the dark side of — The moon Cold concrete graves encased in Steel bars Piercing supernatural lights Policed and patrolled by Horned custodians Sanctioned — to exact violence Draped in red white and blue capes Nature? This is anything but This… Continue reading 8/14/25 poetry roundup #2
8/14/25 poetry roundup
CTSD What’s PTSD that you are currently living? CTSD The trauma you’re currently facing Your will the state keeps breaking Like snapping beans Or chicken necks Human beings focused on daily survival Not living Making it through day by day While others plan a vacation Survival is the vocation Of the oppressed Full time —… Continue reading 8/14/25 poetry roundup
7/2/25 poetry roundup
I know pride month is over, but EVERY month is pride month, and every day is an awesome day to take pride in our personhood and our right to BE. A bit of backstory, I took inspiration from sibling (what I’m starting to call my supporters) Andy from Ohio, who once wrote to me about… Continue reading 7/2/25 poetry roundup
6/2/25 poetry round up
IMU IMU just another side of the SHU as far as the dark side of the moon silent too segregation — torture abuse mental degradation hatred infused it’s what they do resistance seems moot what’s the use? — RESISTANCE see it’s ESSENCE it’s core to our belief in the struggle to be free no matter… Continue reading 6/2/25 poetry round up
Poems for Gaza
Genocide is no accident International aid shouldn’t be this hazardous Medics, doctors, ambulance crews, firemen, hospitals, even bombing schools Disastrous Your excuse “A professional misstep” Not even an apology that’s long overdue Nothing much a sorry could do But the gall to wave it off with an excuse Madness Know this, we’ll not pity you… Continue reading Poems for Gaza