Amazon.com…I hate you.

Why must your shelves be filled with things that I want but can’t afford? Why did you let me spend 50 dollars on books that I could have picked up for free from the local library?

Word to the wise… never browse amazon when your bored on a Saturday afternoon. I’m so pissed at myself right now. I just spent money that I didn’t have on books that I didn’t need. Seriously, I have 5 overdue library book in my possession right now that I still have yet to read and I could probably knock them all out in two weeks if I put my mind to it.

This is what I bought…

This has been out for a while now and I’ve asked for it every year as a gift. I finally had to buckled down and buy my own copy. It was only $10.50. I’m hoping that this book meets all my expectations.

I heard about this book while watching the Black List Volume 1 documentary. I didn’t think I would be able to find it, lucky me. I also didn’t know it was a Harlem Renaissance piece which is an added bonus because I’ve been really into novels of that period lately.

Lastly…

One of my good friends had to read this book for a lit class that he was taking and suggested it to me. I was just going to watch the movie but if you spend 25 dollars Amazon ships them for free and that saved me a trip to Blockbuster. 

I bought a book for my mom for some reason she likes really expensive hard cover books that cost 25 dollars. Ungrateful old people.

Reading like there is no tomorrow,

KD

My First Haiku…I think?

The sunshine mocks me

Strangely we’ve met before

It knows all my pain.

 

Untitled [Did I]

i.

You wore easy like,

Go Going Gone

Like I was afraid to love you

And not ready to own me

So our skin felt like

New leather gloves; stiff and foreign

ii.

I brought into the definition of

No Not Never

Because I refused to surrender

Would fight you like cancer and sleep at 6 am

This wasn’t supposed to last past Thursday

It ached to be Friday.

That was the end.

iii.

We were like

Loved Lived Life

Moon light at noon

Un-kept promises of spring

Forbidden drunken corner kisses

And moments apart felt like suicide at day break.

iv.

We bathed in

Fall Falling Fallen

Like common sense was a concept we couldn’t spell

Like Caution threw to the wind

Wrapped in a cumulus cloud

Just to be broken

And loving each other is all we knew.

Let the Wind Court You.

Scream at it

Tell it to leave

And you don’t need it

Like sleep

Lie.

 

Pretend it doesn’t exist in that smile

The one you search for

Would never admit the human parts

Stone-faced and assbackwards     

Lie.

 

To those that fall face first into it

Remember when you were that brave

The jump and the air that stung your eyes

Blindness.

 

The feeling of it surrounding you

The takeover of common sense

And accepting it

Blindness.

 

And learning to see again

Praying for second chances in passion

Living with regrets

And touching the ground for the first time

And holding to the shattered glass existence of you.

The then

And now

Rebuild.

 

Stitch, crochet, needle and thread it back together

Walk slowly and breath deeply and cry.

Rebuild.

 

Wait.

For the wind

Not the first gentle breeze of spring

Or the forceful one that foreshadow rain.

 

Just wait.

And keep the one that

Cools you

Carries easy

that is strong

and holds steady

The one that will woo you

just enough for trust

and fall

and Love

and soar.

 

KD

Because I’m sick of reading.

We wrote love on moth’s wings

prayed it would be drawn to fire

burned

so love would be reborn

inhale…