May, 2002
for the first time in a decade
Sierra Leone slept
without fear.
The night was strange
almost unfamiliar.
Silence returned
like a forgotten friend.
No cities burning
No parents running
No children crying
for names lost in smoke.
Just deep stillness
so pure and sacred
even the stars
seemed to fall asleep.
A clenching of our hands,
A clinging of our bands.
The sweet aroma of your strawberry-coated strands,
Allow my capability to disarm your fragility.
Pent-up anticipation will meet expectation,
You adorn your shield-maiden attire,
Encouragement to set your onyx rose on fire.
Peeling, petal by petal, stitch by stitch,
Disarming that body metal.
Steel-clad discarded,
Billowing towards her pear-shaped derriere.
Lifting you off your feet,
Give me the sweet treasures I wish to taste—
The nectar of vanilla.
Lay back as I extract
Bridled years of frustration.
Call me your salvation,
Made anew,
Basking in the afterglow of you.
Tombs begin to bloom like raw, bloodless wounds.
Tomes are written with truths of her dead moon’s
tones. A keening lunacy keeps the dirges alive, while
bones rise out of repose. A degloved hand on the dial
hones into a night rainbow's radio, she runs on solar,
hopes for the rhythm to wrench free from her toller—
copes with the captivity of being bodiless hands. Twilight
comes to chance escape—open palms toward birthright.
Coves burst into flame; a hungry fire wants holier water.
Coven circles, recovers the skinless limbs of their daughter.
Woven like song, sirens' balm to restore coats of missing arms,
women are spells read correctly, using words as our alarms,
woken to language, resurrecting ancient pairs of sacred charms.
the war is over
preparing pardons
pass the peace pipe
October 17th 2018
Today Cannabis has been decriminalized in Canada.
You don't make people safer
by supplying more guns,
you only make it safer through disarmament.
You don't make a world safer
by stockpiling bombs
you only make it safer through disarmament.
our arms we use to hug
are all the arms we need
so let's re-instate some sanity please.
Expunging weapons
Mass smashing nuclear arms-
Byzantine debate.
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