Nina Simone's "Feeling Good"

(Non)Basic Ruminations

Maybe these ruminations aren't so basic. I mean. On a day to day basis, one should see the things I am faced with. Sometimes I just embrace it. No shoulders to lean on. No crutches. No braces. Ever had a bad taste in your mouth and wished you never tasted it? Or had a bad memory or situation and wanted to erase it? What about seeing a familiar face and trying to place it? Or you can remember the name but the face remains faceless? Ain't no secret, I am living in a world full of racists. They look at my race and face and declare my existence is pointless. Baseless. I have no class and my ass is tasteless. Worthless. Why live when you have no destination or purpose? Sometimes you start believing the non-sense and start to doubt what your own true worth is. I am tired of the speculation on the surface. I am going to the core with it.......(tbc)

latin honors

cum laude. always had a best semester. i like to play with words, i am a text molester. summa cum soon. this jerkin got my hand numb. im over my own bighead with my grad school magnum!

John Coltrane's "Naima"

Untitled: #222 (wrote in sub square applestore)

I'm tired. I haven't been inspired to write anything new for a long time. Even when I get inspiration, it's the wrong time. I have books with pages, with nakedness in the margins. They are waiting to be clothed with the best breaststrokes. I am the gifted child whose penmanship has been shipwrecked on the island of my own thoughts. Anchored in blue remnants of the sky. My hands are wading in ink. Waiting. I'm painting pictures, I think? I think! Two different statements, stating abatements of my impatience!