Calmly
The glossy surface,
Directly reflects
A well-lit sea
Of stars.
-Dante
Contemplations From A Black Star Citizen.
Before my presence
Was known
You seemed so sure
Of your word choice
Depicting I
So why,
I ask
Do you s-s-s-stutter?
-Dante
Listen closely
To the ballpoint,
The pen strokes
A dance with
The therapeutic ink,
And you’ll feel the anger
I keep hidden within.
-Dante