The Open Wasteland of Empty Aspirations

Predator or prey when danger comes knocking on your door what will you say? will you welcome him in, embrace like an old friend, catch up ov...

How can you have a slam poem without a social conscience? so what's my cause, black people behind bars, or political hypocrisy, or relig...

Words I know I can't take back, inspired by an empty bottle of Jack Daniels black and the soft glow of the computer screen is a harsh ju...

as i roll up my sleeves and tuck back my dreams observe and take notes, the method to achieving greatness is tucked into the careworn wrinkl...

I am the oak tree that won't bow before the wind, Branches sway but never bend. I am the blades of grass, many but we move as one mind, ...

Love me with your fingertips, keep me on the edge of my seat waiting and anxiously anticipating but don't tease me, appease me. Love me ...

This is for lovers of the written word, who can use word like pretentious and absurd without sounding pretentious or absurd in a world where...

Heres to the middle-of-the-stair-climbing monkeys, the concrete hardened adrenaline junkies, Third floor men with minds like boys and teeth ...