cessation all the small things all the grand things all the in-between things all the memories all the adoration and the worship and the praise all the sun’s light and the moon’s pale rays none of the wounds and all of the pain none of the scars but all...
no return i once sat dreaming in the middle of the day wisps of forgotten fantasy rose up to greet me friends i’d thought lost family turned aside for that brief moment all was well again what a shame what a shame frozen time had to pass back in...
wistful thinking a hollow promise the fleeting touch of your lips when no one was looking clandestine meetings in out of the way places at 3 in the a.m. and there i was wanting to be with you i overlooked it thought i was special and not just a...
thaumaturgy in a stunning reversal of fortune prophesied by the elders ordained by the gods above and below they stampede betwixt the realms seeking seeking seeking the questions they hold the answers for flitting to and fro chanting their names into the void anticipating the moment that the abyss...
malign and you consistently forsake me downplay me the maltreatment i suffered through being drowned by the sea of barbs that flowed from your mouth Sumayyah Talibah © 26 April 2020
crown & country you make it so easy for others to sing your praises rivers of milk & honey and streets paved with gold wide open spaces and opportunities knock knocking at all doors but with the blood of my people the sweat from our labor the tears from...
picture it a glimpse into the immediate future shows me scowling while washing my hands for the 50th time and muttering about the distance between us as the streets are still and desolate in this time of the plague we learn that cleanliness is next to godliness and too...
just they are untameable unobtainable unable to be forgotten & have given no consent to be caged & destroyed when all they want is love Sumayyah Talibah © 23 April 2020
timeout 3,542,400 seconds approximately since the hallowed halls of learning were closed to through traffic no outsiders allowed and the ghosts and dust motes were alone drifting in blessed solitude free of the rambunctiousness of youth Sumayyah Talibah 22 April 2020
unlearn i hereby declare war on my traitorous mind which seeks to keep me constrained and beholden to the toxicity that shaped my youth Sumayyah Talibah © 21 April 2020
yesterday i barely remember what thoughts i was thinking of what meals i surely must have partaken of what jokes made me giggle and snort my recollection is fading and temptation is mounting to invent doodles to fill in the blanks watch my devastation be upgraded to elation my...
expiry the very air is toxic and i breathe it in daily without questioning who benefits if my thread is snipped early and the tapestry of my deeds just ends Sumayyah Talibah © 19 April 2020
beyond even the abyss refuses to return my gaze swallows my words and pretends i never birthed them never gave them shape never flung them from my lips into the cold the void mocks me insinuates that i am more than nothingness yet offers no hint no choice of...
burnout i’m falling behind unable to assimilate the cascading information being thrown at my senses from all directions and dispatching me to the unknown a failure to communicate adequately marks my passage from sentiment to sentiment with an abundance of sensation and tone Sumayyah Talibah © 17 April 2020
ratings boost the signal tap the mic check the satellite connection is anybody listening to my cries? there is static on the airwaves a glitch in the matrix fuzzy picture out of sync wire have been crossed does anybody care about my cries? live tweet the revolution live stream...
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