Is It Twerkable?
Cut into the beat-beat-ing heart Dissect the rhythm and you’ll find an African drumAdd the black...
In The Best Dreams, Nothing is Ever Cancelled
Phylise Smith is a dancer poet who resides in Southern California. Her work has previously...
Libeté
I scream libeteLike being an isolated childfloating between Islands and America indicates freedom maybe...
Funis
I am pregnant with mirrors.A midwife puts my newborns in my armsAnd they are...
Pollination
The sky is envious of footprints grazing the earth in silence, Another name for lone...
Baltimore 68/15
a sestina for Martin and Freddie This city has been known to erupt in...
Ornaments
Inside my décor are cobblestones My womb is plastered in ornaments My red velvet walls are...
Questionnaire
(after Timi Sanni) – What’s your name? My name is a synonym of pebblesA...
The Thing Is We Are Probably Angels
Tonight the moon is a skyscraper.A million tiny islands sewn into the sky’sskin twinkle...
Taking down the treehouse
blood blister’s rosy head rose up on my palm. The hammer’s rubber grip rubbed...