midnite confessions by dawn lezlie brown the quiet is loud like footsteps creeping in from deeds better left in the places where faithful feminine hearts and visions of laughing sons and daughters have no place and it is in this space (loud, except for my quiet musings) that i sing u songs thru lips that long to learn the lesson hidden in the small of your back only to reteach it to u on your ebony eyelids in the comers of your own lips on the soles of your timb-clad feet in the palms of your poet’s hands i sing u songs with a voice fearful at times of its own sound so, it plays like fingers, tapping out staccato rhythms of electric impulses that fill page after page with pictures from my soul and i, like a tentative child of five, rediscover refrigerator magnet memories (u could be as fiin as finger paints and as exciting as gold stars) and i want the comfort and the soothing calmness daydreaming within u so i try in the midst of everynite to sing love out of its reverie... ...is it working? ODE ON A GRECIAN URN: A REVEALING by Gyendor N. Wahsal It is better, by far, to yearn for love’s quieted surety; to perish, languished and frozen, in the fractured moment of its heated wanting than to bum for love; to die wallowing in the shallow shattered moment of its happened, spent, and extinguished flame. BLACK WOMAN by Martez L. Evans Sexy, black, beautiful, you look so good to me I love the way you move your head when you have an attitude The shape of your lips, the curves of your hips, the way you switch when I’m look’in BLACK WOMAN Like no other, bold, proud, and beautiful, history of Queens; For every good BLACK WOMAN is the best black man’s dream BLACK WOMAN Enduring, daring, and strong keep your black man guided, on the right path Because, BLACK WOMAN you are the mother and keeper of our black seed RT.ACK WOMAN I of many skin tones, as of lace each one I want to drape across my body RT.ACK WOMAN Once my heart beat inside of you now I’m grown I need me a BLACK WOMAN to make my heart pound stronger BLACK WOMAN To share my pain, and my joy; nothing more than life itself, that I need more than you BLACK WOMAN Take my hand and help me nse for every great black man, is a BLACK WOMAN, by his side.

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