night-bloomer

night-bloomer on Kindle

night-bloomer is now available on Kindle/ Preview below https://www.amazon.com/night-bloomer-Mecca-Amirah-Jackson/dp/1717321941/ref=sr_1_2?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1530152344&sr=1-2

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Poetry

i spy

i spy a forgotten dress, drapped over an off-white mannequin with only one hand. frills and bows, tulle and a stubbed noes, these dresses seem more like ghosts; hovering over the living and begroaning their forsaken fate. forgotten but found, i spy a kaleidoscope of butterflies woven into a moth eaten gown... 👗 https://www.instagram.com/p/Bho_WKTng_P/?taken-by=amateur__poet

inflorescence

city day

In an amazing mood today✨ What are you currently reading?📚 I’m going to splurge on some books this weekend–I would love some recommendations     https://www.amazon.com/inflorescence-Mecca-Amirah-Jackson/dp/1981171738/ref=tmm_pap_swatch_0?_encoding=UTF8&qid=1519094801&sr=8-1

Poetry

collapsing into myself

collapsing into myself, im beginning to enjoy time alone, with myself. is it healthy to savor the sounds of perfect, rippling silence? doesn’t the air taste more fresh, more sprung with life, when it’s a party of one? is the space i create between twisted trees, an alcove of missing and found things, more important… Continue reading collapsing into myself

Poetry

city lights

it’s the city lights and crazy nights that distract me until i collapse. it’s the flashy signs and boys who capture pensive drearies with nothing less than a dime. it’s the way you make me feel cool and lost around three in the morning, windows down, wind tearing at my hair that reminds that i… Continue reading city lights

writing

maybe

maybe in another life, you could have been mine; maybe in another life, you could have access to all my secrets. The key to my heart, my thighs, my lips, I wonder what you would have sampled first? Would you have devoured me with nothing but tongues and lips? Would you have laughed and grabbed… Continue reading maybe