Turns out the person I was talking too was dead Had no flesh No heart. No skin. No soul. I couldn’t be be more literal. I heard the voices, but it turns out I was talking to myself.. The lights were on, but no one was home. Theres an art to overthinking. Even the truth is based off of lies. You probably like your woman … Continue reading “Question Everything”– a poem by Brooke Boddie

The sun didn’t come out today. I guess it was finished with appearances. Maybe it grew tired of being seen Without actually being seen. Tired of the same old, same ole In need of a new narrative. Done with living in the present, In the presence Of human beings who walk around asleep with their eyes open. Maybe someone out their will catch the glance … Continue reading “Orire”—— a poem by Brooke Boddie

This was the last true love recorded before the world went to hell. In another lifetime, They could have been your ancestors,  or mine.   The Difference is they were always free. They couldn’t’ve been born at a better time. Dusk or dawn. The moon had done enough shadow work. One could no longer shine without the other. Sun nor moon. Their love could be … Continue reading “Malachite” -A Poem by Brooke Boddie

You may have heard the name Maïmouna Doucouré recently surrounding the buzz around her latest film, “Cuties”. Doucouré, a black female director from France, claimed that her goal was to portray some of the social struggles that young girls face while navigating through their preteens. The budget of the film was set at four million and the film’s release was in January of 2020. Since … Continue reading Response to “Cuties” Movie

A Short Story by Brooke Boddie    That’s where we met. Dark chocolate not cocoa. He had long legs. He stood about six feet tall with eyes that could pierce your soul. Wait a minute.  Before I tell you this story, let me just say this. I hate it when people compare my skin complexion to a food. Allow me to correct myself. He was luxurious … Continue reading Off of 25th & 78th