Searching for the deepest parts of my soul. Living the richest moments of my life. City dweller. Queer. Black. Haiku artist. This is my poetry. Get lost with me.
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tumblr fam i been failing y’all

writing has just been so difficult these past few months…

sigh

hey tumblr, i’m in NY wasssuhhhh

(you see, i see, we)

white people see me

so white people kill he cause

white people fear we

the only thing white

people don’t realize is how

much they need we.

(reflection a.)

i looked in the mirror

and i realized

i like the shape of my eyes

i like the tone of my skin

i like the way that i laugh

i like my crooked, half grin

i like the way my mind works

i like my flaws and my quirks

i like my dreams and my thoughts

i like me a lot, a lot

the only thing i don’t like

is how much i like you

cause you can’t realize how much you’re being a fool

you see, why i like you

is why i like me

and that may sound selfish, but i mean we’d agree

we’d enjoy the same things

minds would mesh, words would sync

everything that we do

could multiply them by two

so it unsettles my soul

that you trying not to know

when i just want you to see

there’s more to you and me

than unwritten history

so if you give me a day

just a day, not a date

to show you why you and i would make great mates

i think you’d like the shape of my eyes

and i’d like the tone of your skin

and the way that you laugh

and you’d like my crooked, half grin

i’d like the way your mind works

you’d like my flaws and my quirks

we’d like each our dreams and our thoughts

we’d like each other a lot

cause i like me a lot

and you like you a lot too

so let’s like each other… aight, cool?

Anonymous asked: what do we do, to really have the Revolution that will bring peace, true union and intelligence to all. I don't know how to make this happen. you seem like someone who feels similarly fed up and ready for change, do you have ideas? Should we all go to ferguson? I'm serious I have no job no family and I've never been more ready to change the entire world. are you?

hey anon, glad to hear you’re ready to change the world.

as of right now, like, immediate action, i’m still not sure what I’M doing, other than raising awareness at the moment. i definitely support those raising money, sending down supplies, etc. In terms of going down to Ferguson, I think we should all go if we go with a purpose. If we all just to, to go, with no plan of action, no organization, no structured unity and arrangements, i think we’d be putting ourselves at risk for unnecessary chaos and unwanted police brutality. I think, however, if we can organize ourselves, go down with a goal, and task ourselves with responsibilities and duties to create change, i think then will a mass gathering be effective.

my girlfriend and i currently laying out the framework for an organization that we hope will be composed of young, black individuals ready to fight the war against injustice and take down all structural oppression.

trust me, i’m ready, friend. contact me off anon if interested, i’d love to keep you posted on our plans and exchange ideas if you have any to change the world.

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also, if you’re black, if you’re young, if you’re educated (or want to be educated) and want to tear the injustice that this country is built on apart, and you’re interested in being part of something new, something big, and something revolutionary… and especially if you’re in the D.C. metro area… hit me up. we’re entering a new civil rights era, and it’s time to stand up and play your part.

the revolution is in the hands of everyone reading this post right now on social media.
the revolution belongs to youth.
this era is ours now.
are you ready?
follow me on twitter @blvcku for non poetry (and poetry) related thoughts and happenings of mine

the revolution is in the hands of everyone reading this post right now on social media.

the revolution belongs to youth.

this era is ours now.

are you ready?

follow me on twitter @blvcku for non poetry (and poetry) related thoughts and happenings of mine

Anonymous asked: these anons are like, "can i be racist in the rain? can i be racist on a train? can i be racist in a box? can i be racist with a fox?"

trixstra:

whiteoppression:

famphic:

anthotny:

postracialcomments:

lmfaoooooooooooooo Yes!

Lmao!
How can I be racist if I work with blacks
How can I be racist if one sold me slacks
I’m not racist I’m just like you. I’m best friends with a black or two.

i’m not racist, you see, it’s just a preference
i love eastern culture and its women’s deference
the west lost its way with no room for clemency
If I love Asian women, how’s that white supremacy?

i’m not a racist, i can’t be, you see
my great grandma’s grandma was part cherokee
plus one time i got called “cracker” to my face
don’t we all bleed red? i don’t even see race…

SON!!!!!

the realest poetry on tumblr i’ve ever seen.

the story always

remains the same, it’s just the

characters that change.

Two boys, not even
ten, worryin’ ‘bout getting shot
before life begins.
National Moment of Silence for Victims of Police Brutality, U St., Washington D.C. August 14, 2014.
Photo and Haiku Cred: Vanessa Newman

Two boys, not even

ten, worryin’ ‘bout getting shot

before life begins.

National Moment of Silence for Victims of Police Brutality, U St., Washington D.C. August 14, 2014.

Photo and Haiku Cred: Vanessa Newman