I Know
Missed Connections in Brooklyn
there’s cracks in the earth that are
so deep that you can sink
pretty far
washing dishes in the sink
surrounded by the
pretty pink
i sometimes think of
the fallen star
i knew
hip hop / b bop / rock & roll and soul
Her Two Cents
Fallen stars were once shooting stars. Rocketing across the stratosphere so bright and full of hope, the wear and tear of the rarefied air transforms them into faded shells and desperate flares. The fortunate few seem to dodge the inevitable, but the laws of gravity catch up to everyone – eventually.