The Elements

Can we escape our fate? Or is destiny spun by a thread of three? Mecca-Amirah questions whether we can reshape our fate with her latest poetry collection Weightless. Centering her focus on the four elements: Fire, Earth, Air, and Water, Jackson leaves her readers breathless with her exhilarating new project. Check out Weightless here: https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/1672090857/ref=x_gr_w_bb_sin?ie=UTF8&tag=x_gr_w_bb_sin-20&linkCode=as2&camp=1789&creative=9325&creativeASIN=1672090857&SubscriptionId=1MGPYB6YW3HWK55XCGG2 […]

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waterfalls

waterfalls sound prettier in my head. so that’s why i close my eyes and listen as the water folds and divides, demands but never shies.

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like a ripple of waves

she comes when i call her. like a ripple of waves, she returns on schedule. a cycle of hate and love, she brushes my cheek with the same hand that slapped me. the crash of waves sting but the tickle of ocean spray reminds me that your ire fluctuates like the faces of the moon.

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Rebirth

  Time to go to the ocean; The waves are calling my name And the ocean spray kisses me in welcome. The sand caresses me, devours me with each step. The water laps at my feet, kissing it’s way up my thighs, my fingertips, my lips. The rush of cold water is a shock to […]

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The Taste of Lust

I have not tasted the clear, sweet, idle summer day’s waters, nor have I fell asleep in fretless slumber, my lover’s body entertained with mine, our brown, clean lines– bodies smooth and rittled with untampered pores, melding together as one. Despite the barrier of my pink, healthy gums, and straight white teeth, the murky, tasteless […]

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They Steal My Breathe

I dance with no music, My body sways with one purpose. I follow the path never taken, Trip over seashells and cadavers, My toe bumping into knifes And cutting myself on discarded glass. The wind accompanies me as I waver, Tickling my nude flesh and whistling in my ear. A sprite leads the way now […]

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