The left is polarized Millions fueled by renewed hope Hope of avoiding the horror of Trump The existential threat of project 2025 But a pivotal minority are enraged Protesting outside of the DNC Demanding an end to arm sales to Israel An end to our active complicity in genocide […]
Black Lives Matter
Prologue: Displacement has a long history on this ground Nacotchtank: the Piscataway people’s name for this land Describing the convergence of rivers and its people This park was a Black cemetery Powerful abolitionists lie interred here We imagine a legacy Seeds of contemporary resistance Sowed by generations long […]
Shadows reverberate across this water Reminding me of your tantric armor Inspiring me Rewiring me Inviting me to trust you further Leather pulsating with sex appeal Unearthing truths to be revealed Releasing control Enticing my soul Arousing passion I cannot conceal We celebrate the power of blackness We […]
This is an explosion of the erotic Silver hair flying with the wind A cycle begins Arousing desire deep within Your presence is magnetic Sinuous and kinetic Riot glam conjures synergy Sizzling and electric Exploring the tantric Against a wall of graffiti You exude rebellion Through every contour […]
Scattershot photo-ops Grip my mind Pierce my heart Black beauty and faith rise transcendent Rivers of injustice are never-ending Light and shadow interweave Crafting a sacred tapestry Tattoos writhe with tantric energy Projecting emphatic ecstasy Projecting prophetic potency Pain and joy Hope and pride Manifesting before my […]
] Your presence is electric Your fire is kinetic The pulse of libido is seismic It is transcendent and frenetic You are adorned in black obsidian Accentuating your power Manifesting as a prophet erotic Your eyes are hypnotic They are psychotropic flowers We summon sacred spiritual fortitude […]
Smoke curls around your face Like a projection of luminous eyes Energy reverberates around you Crafting the magic of sacred desire There are fierce tattoos etched across your chest They are visceral brands of tantric elation Tattoos are sigils of the sacred and mystical Their ink shapes talismans of […]
The river black and matte like rubber urges me to think of the past Oceans of crime and centuries of grime dismembered by our magic at last Nations of Black bodies ensnared by other Africans Sold as chattel to avaricious conquistadors and mercantilists The river bleeds red in memory […]
Your skin dark like night boldly seared with tattoos You transfix my mind with intensity—with the power of your moods We imagine a world of love where solidarity rules We craft outlines of this future as we sharpen our tools We are aboriginal people before pillage and conquest We […]
Living with purpose—living with joy and passion She is an oracle of truth—of psychospiritual reactions Her totems are windows into her being’s manifestations The giraffe connotes perspective—the butterfly signifies transformation The metaphysical power of snake medicine lies in her gifted hands We shed old skins but sustain our […]
You craft a citadel of pain—a cyclone of rage… You seduce with your eyes fiercely commanding the stage… Your reality is mythology—rock star ego with chrome vulnerability… The pantheon of Montero sends sacred reverberations throughout our polity… You come clad in metallic armor or enrobed in a scintillating dress… Your […]
I am evolving and deepening my awareness… With the shackles of addiction in remission I live in gratitude and in joy… I live on the manic depressive spectrum—tending towards states of hypomania and mania… Eliminating the toxicity of substances of abuse has helped me stabilize, but the powers within that […]
Energy reverberates through crystal prisms—energy that is never either created or destroyed… Power magnifies from the source, channelling energy as it changes form—cultivating connection and creativity… We are all connected to this universal power—we are all conduits for spiritual, cosmic, and tantric synergy… Our source defies and transcends gender… It […]
You are an angel in my pantheon—a muse for my creative mind… The power of your psychic torus extends and extrapolates ever further as our psyches intertwine… You are evolving into a prophet of ecstasy, solidarity, and radical imagination… You are redefining sex appeal as the primordial exoskeleton of our […]
This is a fantasy and a vision—it is a vector in the exercise of erotic imagination… I saw your lips meet those of your dancer, and I imagined that they were my own… I imagined the contours of your body as they channel the power of godlings of the subconscious… […]
Their eyes pulsate with emotion… All of their limbs are taut and ready animated by the urgency of the moment… These are the guardians of that which was not taken These shamanic warriors defend the motherland, guarding space for our people to thrive… We whose ancestors were expropriated fight for […]
He is an icon and a maverick—a voice of hope, sensuality, pain, and liberation… This creatrix rises to amplify the power of pride and sexuality—to bring the joys of the grind to our post-apocalyptic civilization… Like so many young black men—especially queer young black men—he wondered if his lips were […]
i am energized by attraction and by chemical reaction—i yearn for connection and for seismic satisfaction…this is a quest for transformation and for transcendent liberation—this is a cosmic journey traversing star systems in search of karmic libations…i see ebony and onyx animating the pulse of my desire—i see truth deep […]
I imagine you lying beside me…black on black—skin to skin…I feel a fire of liberation deep within—I feel a cocoon of black love opening its arms so I can trust and fall in…the contours of your body excite my imagination and your lips are an invitation to sacred crime…our connection […]
country twang meets harlem swing—an old town road to the world we begin…marinating and meditating—fornicating and innovating…enjoying the beat driving hard and synched—summoning the will to nurture and the will to resist…this poem is an ode to the dynamo known as lil NasX—he spits rhymes that inspire us to flip […]
we are barricade freaks rocking prada in the street—we style our rage in platinum shades shining strong and rolling deep…the sacred healing we seek amplifies our quest for psychic peace—our erotic tectonics seduce the commanders of our dreadnought fleet…as barricade freaks we charge ferociously into the streets—we dodge rubber bullets […]
manic zen from deep within fusing sin with oxygen–possibilities writhe and morph revealing potent visions usually accessed psychedelically…i have seen vivid fractals unfolding before my closed eyes…i have felt tantric erotic power erupting deep inside… in this wretched moment civilization is at stake–but i am removed from the world of […]
three sensuous bodies: three celestial auras–we aspire to cosmic connection to honor the rebels who came before us… we crave dance floors so fierce that the reigning divas will come to adore us–we crave intimacy and emotional resonance over the addictive forces that long to control us… this is […]
before we had a globalized system, we had globalized energy: fires of wood or wax to which we made sacred offerings of rare shells, silver, or gold…before we had a world economy or planetary pandemics, we drew life and sustenance from the same sun and moon–we saw our fates and […]
my god is in the noticing–noticing the moment between when i start to breathe and when i feel the first rush of air into my lungs…noticing the energy and magic that surrounds us–evident in birds that flock and fungi who thrive on the toxins leached by other forms of life…noticing […]
collective grief and collective rage–freedom crushed, jailed and chained…we rise in power saying all of their names–we resist this toxic fascist plague…we find joy in struggle and joy through our tears–across our nation we rise to conquer fear…power quakes when our fires are revealed–if they don’t concede we will […]