A video from my poetry reading last night in Bryant Park.
Introducing PRIME: A chapbook of poems, essays, and conversations by five emerging black gay poets.
Darrel Alejandro Holnes
Phillip B. Williams
L. Lamar Wilson
Coming June 2014 from Sibling Rivalry Press
"Once, I was a mystery unto myself, / but desire and hunger taught me / about my body." - Traci Brimhall
"I sing the truth. I sing to survive it." - Traci Brimhall
"I painted my nails red like screaming." - Patricia Smith
"Sometimes a voice is not enough. Sometimes / a word falls from us like a boulder and rolls unnoticed / until it is dust. I must say I tried." - Dexter L. Booth
"…the way / that desire can make anything into a god." - Mark Doty
"Heart, unquiet thing, / I don’t want to hate anymore…" - Henri Cole
"Father, will the sun unwing me?"
Mark Doty has selected my poem for first place in the Split This Rock Poetry Contest. Sometimes I forget the poet part of my self, and then something like this comes along. Grateful.
You can read "Nocturne: Beheaded" here.
"I had to chant my own name to manifest my self." - Christa Bell
"When I started weeping in the midst of it because / I understood you as the silence." - Shira Erlichman
“A star has got to be perfect / before god lets it fall.” - Patricia Smith