thelmablack

Hurt me Hit me Hurt me Hit me HIGH TO COME DOWN TO earth come back down Erratic,pulsing HATEFUL VERMIN Worship ugly beauty filled demons. Pose struck for a reason Steady sexy camera teasing My shit stinks A combination of weed and fast food Liquor,sodas packed with sugar Candy,fruits shameless dietary habits of youth PassingContinue reading

Memories written 9/24/11

I miss those missed nights of twisted visions ,enchanted sights,erect phalluses and the sweetest poetry spewed by the lips of a deceitful cupid. I miss the tension the fear, the pain, the grills That rush of man love helping to temporarily drown my insecurities .I’m beautiful at least part of tha day. My mind fucked up off the sweet bullshit , my heart flutteringContinue reading “Memories written 9/24/11”

Inheritance

How had it gotten here? Terrance thought to himself in the passenger seat of the Impala. The dark streets of Harlem were eerily empty and the pinkness of the night sky foreshadowed the snow storm coming. The man driving had got him here. He’d been too much. Ugh this fucking bullshit, Lock said out loudContinue reading “Inheritance”

On riding waves

I think that depression is a normal state of being. I think that it gets this energy behind it that calls for it to be fixed. The lows and the downs are made into problems that can be solved. I think that depression has value. I think that we underestimate how potent its’ value is.Continue reading “On riding waves”

The Farming Of Bones, a review

The Farming of the Bones by Edwidge Danticat broke my heart as a read.Haiti and Haitian culture has always fascinated me. I have also had at times extensive interest in the DR as well. The book is told through the view of a young Haitian woman living in the Domincan Republic during the 1937 ParsleyContinue reading “The Farming Of Bones, a review”

You wanna be me

You know what I can’t stand about you? Your audacity to think you can ever do it like me, to think you can ever be me I’ll admit at first it was flattering , maybe even an homage to the bad asses like me that you n ya ilk look towards but then it wasContinue reading “You wanna be me”

Only white people get to be antiheroes

I just finished the latest season of You and I couldn’t help but wonder would the protagonist Joe have as much fortune if he was any other race but white. And of course I know without question even in fiction , only a white man can be a villain and hero at the same timeContinue reading “Only white people get to be antiheroes”

Oakland, a rebuttal

Oakland is a whole feeling. This is what I thought when my Bart train emerged from the other side and showed me the first sights of what used to be a mythical creature. It differs profoundly from San Francisco which is strange for a New Yorker like me. Like Manhattan, Bronx and Brooklyn are allContinue reading “Oakland, a rebuttal”

Anton

Where you get that smile Anton? The one you flash fiercely and fear me fool me with its’ loveliness You all majestic and shit corny true but that’s how it be when i see you hitting me at the latest hours, always rushed and tensed you beat my ass how i deserve it. i meanContinue reading “Anton”

Throw them Depressed Bitches Away

Hate ya fucking ass hate ya fucking ass screwed up, blazing eyes five seconds from tears relentlessly locked in , catching wind no desire to be friends wanna punch you in the face and spit in it cause you got me hot leave me the fuck alone Aint I human enough to be mad? toContinue reading “Throw them Depressed Bitches Away”