White Noise

The White Noise [Genesis of a Nemesis Series]

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A Bronx teen was killed in a triple shooting. It happened around 10 p.m. Monday at 1225 Gerard Avenue in Mount Eden. Stare into the eyes of a boy whose eyes glistened rather than rolled Watch his skin deteriorate in a light powder In a finely-tailored suit covering his shell …

Barack and Michelle Obama, Behind the Scenes

Michelle, My Belle

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We stand at the precipice of history Feet on the one end grounded, cemented And on the other, afloat and steadily adaptable to change Our palms meet, love and lifelines crossing Sweat dripping from yours A cool breeze stemming from mine A comfortable temperature somewhere between us Our facial expressions …

courtesy of Chris Britt,  The State Journal-Register

Counting Your Blessings (Am I Not Human?)

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This is not my Thanksgiving Meat cooking in the oven, parents readying themselves for the night’s festivities My brother in from the academic institution I once attended A mix of house cleanliness and unease over my mother’s operation tomorrow But this is not my Thanksgiving This is a call to …

What You Know (Am I Not Human?)

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Hardships bypass you so easily You’re a bubble inhabitant A social vagabond A rank of immeasurable registry emanates from men in need of roofs Over their twists and unsharpened hairlines Burns from the assiduous defecation through jeans and undergarments The type that develop rings like trunks With roots upended by …

Lady In My Life

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Breakneck speeds of immense change Imposing and important questions laid in the musty air Dark wavy strands of black strewn across a librarian / teacher – prototype glasses An Amazon with hips as wide as her influence Curves in the form of encapsulated time She’s the sugar container in my …


A Message To Latinas, Remastered

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“A Message To Latinas, Remastered” She gets on stage, Powerful, omnipotent, nervous, fragile She stands behind the mic Calling for attention, That which is already hers Cautioning that she might use terse language An audience already accustomed to the curses of a million lives She stands there, reading off her …

Mr. V Writing

The Key Master

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This will be that year The year of the grandiose theme song Providing the vibrations of an aura well suited for triumph It is here that the masters appear When kings die in a battle of decades coming to a tragic end When they were almost ready to hand over …


Howl: The Jose Vilson Version

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This was definitely one of my biggest projects I’d ever undertaken on this blog. If you’re unfamiliar with how this came about, refer to here. Thanks to all the great bloggers who contributed (and even those of you who e-mailed me to give me a head nod about this project). …


Howl If You Hear Me

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Allen Ginsberg is the man. As a resident Lower East Sider and poet, I’ve always heard of his stuff, and respected him on street cred alone. Little did I know that this whole time, I’d already been exposed to Ginsberg through one of my already favorite poets, Amiri Baraka. In …


Drawing The Line

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After the Immigration Protest today in Union Square (all the way to Federal Square), I finally decided to draw some lines where I needed to. If I’m going to talk about standards, then I need to start applying those in my life. Not that I haven’t, but I think I …


Eco-Friendly My Rear

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Last night, my girl and I saw 88 Minutes, which I found to be a good enough movie to keep my attention. While watching the previews, I noticed a very environmental theme (that they almost literally shoved in our faces). There was talk about carbon footprints, recycling, and all the …


Thoughts Travel At Light Speed

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Today, I found myself in a whirlwind of activity, getting ready for the NCTM Conference in Salt Lake City, UT (math conference for my non-teacher folk). This included decorating my room a bit, cleaning out my desk, and getting those grants for Penny Harvest ready with my kids, along with …