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Solange


Now, I must tell you, I didn’t think I had forgotten
until I remembered
the light
the natural light
the soft radiation
of skin seen
and unseen
blackness
black thoughts
black skin
black hair
but forget about that
let’s remember
art
made
time and time again
I’m talking about
elevating shit
yes
I must say it
this way
ain’t like that
don’t make me upset
trying to reflect
all we’ve been given
if – you – don’t – open
your mind up
and outwards
smile
you know you like it
you know you love it
you know you think
about ways
to copy it
the inimitable
but you still imitated
faux pas
faux things
faux means
faux types
the only means
is what it means
what it means
is beauty
feel your soul
push out against
the insides of your fake limitations
breach it
illuminate
elevating again
up
up
and away
is still firmly grounded
digging deeper
is coming up out of a pressure
that could never last
because beauty outlasts
defines
everything around it
strong

How to Start a Revolution

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There’s a girl
playing
her guitar
on the street
staring blankly at me
the guitar
that is…
and I heard
a voice say
in between her
cacophonous notes
and wanna’ be happy
smiles
talent
is not
a reality
it’s an illusion
that we create
when we want to make
something
appear out of thin air
that was never there
talent is an art
that thing
that reflects beauty
but
in the actual making of it
reflects toil
time
and patience
dedication to your heart
Malcolm
Martin
Marshall
Milk
Marvel
Medgar
Mohandas
Mandela
Mamie Till
Mmmmmmmmmmmm
They sound so soothing
like bandaids over
a flaming hot pulsating wound
leaving it’s impressions on them
bandaids are perfected things
that must be replaced
and then
I respond
to the voice
who are you?
and the voice says
your heart
and the pulsating of the wound
made the guitarist’s song
sound
louder
ever more
painful
but
beautiful
in its persistence
to be beautiful
Thank Goodness for all
of those people
who know
that talent
is not real
beauty
pleasure
happiness
does not
spring
out of thin air
it’s made
Getting familiar
with discomfort
is how you start
your art
a revolution

How I write

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How I write is hardly a way that people should emulate, but I’ll give it to you, as something is always better than writing nothing at all. For me, it has always been about scraps of paper. There’s something about being given a large 8.5×11 or a fully blank computer screen that says absolutely nothing to me. But, a piece of scrap paper? Yes. When I look at it, I know my words are always going to spill over and that I’ll need another scrap of paper to complete that great thought that gets greater and greater with every word I add. And then, those scraps of paper will start to pile up so high that I get annoyed and run to an 8.5×11 to rid myself of the clutter. Those 8.5×11’s build up and scream “Create an outline! Organize your shit!” after a few pages. Then, I do. And, after I do, I see a book just waiting to be fleshed out from every sub-line under a chapter in the outline.

I mean really, you’ve got to start small. How else is a good idea going to become a great one? Do you think books just fall out of the sky? Do you think that writing is art? Yeh, sure, it’s art once it’s done and everything has been all cleaned up, accounted for, and filtered, or added. But, in its raw state, nothing is beauty. Nothing is art except the vision we have and work so hard to finally reach. You’ve got to work for it. So, in all honesty, I see no real way to write and you should know this. You just write. Just like you just cook and whatever spills wastingly, you clean it up and find a replacement. Whatever tastes off, you throw it out, and start over again, or like a canvas, paint over it until that bad taste in your soup disappears. Let’s face it. No matter how you approach writing, you’ll have to do work. You’ll have to work over it and over it and common sense will always guide you in the right direction as long as you listen.