What magic did her green eyes stir within me? I wanted her, before we ever shared a word To be perceived and adored by her hypnotic gaze, Abruptly, I was in lust, but not of my own accord. Her eyes lured me away from the celebration Her hand in mine, she pulled me through a door. Her mouth opened and I tasted her glistening lips, Her hands cupped my ass, then began to explore. Synchronized, our bodies surged together, Clo...

Whose independence we were celebrating was up for debate. The ballroom was resplendent in the colors of our amnesic state, five pointed stars gilded with gold, sparkled from the arched indigo ceiling, in constellations, as if to mock the truths that the founders foretold. On the terrace arrogant men roared lies about their sexual prowess to tarts dressed in frocks hemmed at the buttocks and necklines down to their navels....

This beautiful black queen ascended from the street. Abandoned by her junkie mother, abandoned by a father who was smoke in the wind, and abandoned by those who called her a sinner, simply because she loved her young body and the rhythms that rose to her hips. She was called, ‘she-devil’ for not resisting the dance that rose in her yoni, and the grind beat that stirred her divine young ass. Where she reigns, women are pre...