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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

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

lower case s curl

arabian night
arabian night

don’t be mad my homie look

like three stacks

and yo side chick look like

she been weed whacked

don’t hate cuz

my play clothes neat

and yo son hair look

like taco meat

don’t trip that you been

halfway round the world

and never before seen

a lower case s curl

don’t front them boyz

who ain’t been to church

they too heavy

to dodge the search

don’t beef with turkeys

who ain’t flyin the coop

they too chicken

to stay out the soup

flip it

exhibit f
exhibit f

i found my soul in a

dimly lit room

rank with unfiltered cigarette smoke

tired walls

hyper aged by cuss words

stained with residue from weak stomachs

in drunken men

wading through heartbreak

impressions in the carpet

showed where a pool table must have rested heavily for generations

two suede oxfords underneath grey pinstriped pant legs

cut off by shadow

led to an old man i could not see

and i knew

i knew i did not want that life

that life did not want me to live

let me die another day

El Shiitake

Bryon Boi

some say
i am a melinated god
house of the stardust dressing the cosmos
hailing from an alien domain
that i am the seed of earth lovers
with peace pipes
and frybread
that my kind was nasty
loving neanderthals
created in ancient labs
born of cave shadows
that i am a byproduct of rape
as a partner of genocide
babylonian captivity
i say
i could be part treefrog
mixed with sugar
and a little styrofoam
by any other name
i’d still be the shit

grannyball

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Granny Mode

evil
sour old grannies are like
snow
make everything still
everything quiet and clean
much more enjoyable
scooped up
mashed into balls
and thrown at each other
or rolled down a hill

floater

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Inspired by lyrics from a Wale song entitled "The Helium Balloon"

we like them moves made
til you make moves
keep them pennies poppin
while you pay dues
watch your videos
watch you make shoes
wear your cologne
it’s who you know
til you know to say who

tacoma

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Oshun, Goddess of Love, Beauty, and Prosperity

one sunday afternoon
around a small living room in tacoma
sat my grandmother
my mom
my wife
speaking life habitually
trading love and secrets
articulating a son’s heart without his permission
in the rocking chair
oddly facing away from the television
it dawned on me
that i rocked among gods

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