...warriors are human too and that means even the best of them fall prey To mortality and the inevitability of...

My efforts to solve failures go amissSomehow the goals keep moving in the mistI am misunderstanding what I need to knowI only understand what ...

                        Ebony shadows gather in darkness                                     Most by swimming, some by walking                                     Gulping snakes slippery and soft                                     Wriggling fingers freed from ...

Words can never expressHow with one swift moveYou capture my heartAnd steal me away From the day I met youTo the days that followI ...

Here are two haikus I recently wrote for my sweetheart.

Not having you here has seemed like a dream that I cannot wake from. You were here when I left and when I came ...

The Beige Woman, a color poem, is Adriana Philips' personal tale of living as a mixed-race woman. Can you love yourself in your own ...

Some conversations are meant to be secured secrets they sing to the soul and bring a mysterious smile to your face every time you ...

Sensations are growing The vibrations shaking. Arm hair is rising And your skin is crawling. Music is pounding all around Lights are glowing with ...