I rolled up in it Stepped out of it Sipped dopamine from it Popped my collar to it Caught a glance or two Because of it Been defined by it Been paranoid And Filled with pride All attributed to it I’ve lied about it Been covered in it Sometimes rejected it Then embraced it Pumped […]

Your thoughts, my thoughts, his thoughts. It’s all relative! If you were me, then sit right down and express yourself here. And though I know it’s rhetorical because my shoes are another man’s shoes. What is it that you think you can learn? Or do you only walk the mile and manipulate events to suit […]

Using my hand to shade my eyes. Standing at the edge of the countryside. High atop a cliff seaside. The sun rising majestically out of the East. Early clouds ride the wavelengths of diffuse blue.   My eyes seeing it all. But this morning is different. Everything covered in gold. The wind, warm against my […]

Turning my head sideways to view the city’s skyline. Its dark silhouette foreground to night. My feet level. Image blurs. Lines elongate. Leaning forward I pick up speed. Alessandra Blurr.   By malakhai jones (C) copyright 2016 on image and copy by malakhai jones

Losing the motion of my youth The energy of the newness Traveling past me, As the country-side past my jeep. Mellowing and developing taste, The Seasons, Nature retired to sweet repose Interred in frozen earth. Moorish in her appearance Breaths hang heavy in the air. I am becoming by malakhai jonezs © Copyright 2016 image […]

  And so it goes prospective lover, If asked today Whether or not you could come by Would you share your soul Or would I be denied? Would you relegate me to only the basest level of satisfaction? Or allow me a deep swallow of soul? Swirling your essence, Over and around my palate, Side […]

Cumbia, over fresh fruits – strawberries, and mangoes. Light of the morning hours, penetrated by orange slices of beauty, stretching across, the diaspora, and earthen sky. Salsa, Through midday hours, Into an afternoon, Merengue. The salty sea, pushing forward, live choruses, of sole singing. Seesaw, ball and chain, the dance, brings about peaceful rains, to […]