martedì, marzo 31, 2009


by Samantha Revelus (killed senselessly by her brother)

If by any chance you see that lady

With the round face,

Wide nose,

Deep brown eyes

Hair like wires curled up in a bun.

Pay close attention to her.

Notice her allure as she goes.

Simply, catch her attention before she knows.

Before any men cajole her with unreal vows.

If by any means you would want to identify her,

Speak of her not just as a woman of color,

But as a Creole marabou you won’t find around any corner.

If you would want to own her,

Show her your world in one dimension,

Teach her your method,

Arise from all lies and weak frauds.

Keep her high above,

Embrace with all your attention,

Not to mention your love and affection.

If not yet done,

Then love is worthless

And time will leave you heartless.

For she brings with her nothing but desires,

A home to welcome love and peace,

Which the heart requires.

Ignorant souls travel through her life,

With mud under their feet,

And thorns inducing cries of defeat.

But not one of them,

Not a single one of the filthy souls thought of

Reviving her.

So what lousy wind brought you here?

What values of you offer?

She’s a woman,

A queen,

A goddess,

Don’t treat her like any other.

lunedì, marzo 30, 2009

Love (or whatever) is really wicked

But hey, we have fun in the mean time... Or die trying.

Whether boobs or brain, it's good to know I still have it ;)

lunedì, marzo 02, 2009

Gal thang




Feeling that something is outragously exhilerating or of great amusement/excitment to one self...

Happens when you get a phone call late at night 2 years too late, after I've seen you with the woman you chose.

I knew I was good. Thank you for reminding me how great and fantastic I've always been.