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crush status

on an empty street downtown

early enough to be the only two

seated on separate benches

under one canopy

she smiled at him often

an inner sun fully risen

it shone up through her eyes

he looked down each time

keeping joy a secret

between his face and chest

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hardknockery

Art by Victor Hugo Qisso

our son

laid across the sofa

and told me that ideas

are bulletproof

i marveled at his conception

age eleven

never a glimpse at hardknockery

learning hard truth

keeping a soft heart

over things he hasn’t been through

or shit creeks he’s never been to

i gotta make his skin tough

and leave the light in his eyes

so he can beast

and yeast

set west

go east

and rise

black twitter

#hashtagicide
#hashtagicide

why it gotta be like that

two snaps with no flash

one bad hair day

a nigga been memed

i be the shame of your

side job as a side ho

i be the bastion of hoteps

when my beard come in grey

with the sun behind me

and a phd in black consciousness

i be the laugh of why

your s don’t fully curl

your smedium dont gotcha covered

your saucy black ex with an ugly white girl

your legs look weak under that torso

i wanna stay out the hashtagicidal wars

of double tap whores

and repost that shit

at the same time

tap it in

all in the hips
all in the hips

we bums

bumpkins and bosses

sittin flawlessly flossless

at a bus stop

with backpacks and

napsacks

knowing nobody

is on the other end of that call

conversing with casperatic cool points

folk out here smokin two joints

like they gonna smoke the two boys

in blue across the lot

but too hard to take a selfie

where the lighting is good

take a pic my negus

and don’t beg us for attention

keep your self love retention at maximum

don’t ask for none

bask in some

grasp the sun

you’ll find you’re always good enough

face fuzz

grow it and show it
grow it and show it

face fuzz in the a.m.

face fuzz in the eve

face fuzz on fleek

wild

raw

full time chin sleeve

face fuzz

turns cute to handsome

lame to lustworthy

have not

to have some

face fuzz

volunteers a loner for conversation

makes a growing man grown

guarantees flirtation

face fuzz

the passport to halls of glory

banner of manhood

telling its own story

can i kick it

ATCQ
ATCQ

can i kick it

like bambaataa on cassette

krazy legz on cardboard

shell top adidas

like five foot assassin

watching the window

between hippin

and hoppin

like a dungeon

hot

with thirty emcees

sweatin blood

for the love of cadillac musik

and live

orientation
orientation

stay black

that is

beyond ahead of the curve

the curve bender

the angle maker

steeply intrinsically literally

rooted in suns

hewn from earth

sibling to the wolf

to the air

to unknown

stay too intentional

to fit in round boxes

look awkward in uniforms that

don’t fit the form

unfit for a god

while becoming who you are

stay free

to love

to build

free as a function

reflective of rivers

at the center of humanity

teeming with more life than oceans

and live

that is

stay live

be lit

keep it trill

and soulshining in a garden of

bad substitutes

my negus

and live

trill

artesian
artesian

she could cuss you clean

and get god to move

a mountain

a bullet

a meth lab

too

did things

quick to get other folk killed

she never played a part

always fit the bill

sunrise in the bittermost winter

upon behest

warm and penetrating

just like her request

wind and hail subside

for the kids to go to school

she was real

she was true

she wrote the damn rules

bruh

le fuzz
le fuzz

who can be mad

when somebody hate theyself

to the point they willin

to put heart on the shelf

and soften up they mind

and harden up they hide

and bag they neighbor soul

and sling it to the side

who can be mad

when wickedness is normal

sin is taught as natural

and fuckery is normal

when god is dressed in chains

disguised as holy words

when fear is clad with hate

and lovewear look absurd

who can be mad

when power prey on weakness

not of other folk

but grafted in where should be meekness

when people destroy worlds

cuz they don’t know how to live

lookin passed they hirt

pride as the sedative

everybody

can be pissed the fuck off

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