Lovers Love Jazz

I’ve loved Chicago since Darius and Nina. Never smoked a cigarette, but I would if love and poetry called for it. Crisp white shirt and a soft worn leather jacket, dressed in twists and intrigue. Spill my soul on a mic to perfect strangers, tell them about him and us. I haven’t craved a man … More Lovers Love Jazz

In the words

So yall know I’m addicted to words…they’re my first love. Music is my boyfriend #2. Last night I was reading lyrics to one of my favorite writers, Sara Bareilles, and I got inspired to head to the Black Poetry Cafe-where I often post and read poetry.¬† I couldn’t figure out what I wanted to say … More In the words