It is my hope you will be refreshed, connected, emotions, spirituality, and belonging as you grip through the pages.
I wonder if they sleep at night Jurors, who convicted the pure Little African and Latin boys Detectives who are …
I am awake, again Unable to sleep, restless No words to pray, seeking No thoughts developing, silence Fatigued with energy, …
One of the forthcoming works in this book is entitled Welcome Home. It’s a series of stanza I call heart letters. They are written to a father after three decades of absence in the life of his son…
Despite attempts to boycott my shows, by some in the poetry community, they continued to be sold out. I have one philosophy, counter hate with love.
Well, folks, it’s here. After all these years I have finally completed my first Hip Hope CD. How did I …
While his name is Michael, he’s known on the Chicago poetry scene as Double G (G2 for God’s Gift). He’s …
Kells the Artist is beyond Spoken Word. He’s a wordsmith and a Hip-Hop artist who is destined to make waves …
It feels like months
Where have I traveled?
A place of mystery and uncertainty
I can’t believe I am here
In this place, at this moment
Thinking, relishing, questioning
My purpose, my call, my existence
Surrounded but alone
Clinging to hope yet untethered
Trapped in the crevices of thought
I’ve traveled here before
It’s uncomfortable, that face, the reflection
Its shadow reaching out to hug me
Whispers of I love you, you have a purpose
You exist for a reason
I don’t embrace it
I turn off the light
Tears run down the mirror
I’ve been here before, it hasn’t been days
It’s been hours
In front of an empty table
Food cold, coffee bland, water lukewarm
Depression says hello
In every relationship, there is compromise and change.