“A Slave to the Rhyme” – #PoeticInJustice

A Slave to the Rhyme

I’ve been a slave to the rhyme.

Chains of servitude* wasted,

Feigning happiness like a mime street performer.

“My Favorite Shirt” – #PoeticInJustice

My Favorite Shirt

My favorite shirt is ripping.

Years of fade couldn’t touch it,

Miles of use immaterial.

The Island By the Sea

On an island with sand,

I await the water.

A ship comes in,

A dingy’s daughter.

Aqueous Transference

Once an overbearing dictator,

Now a haphazard mayor,

The vapor is losing,

It’s power in prayer.

Walking home from my low-paying job, in the heart of Los Angeles,

in my version of business wear: Target-brand shirt, pants, and tie.

A businessman surveys potential profit,

in a lot designed for housing.Read More »