E. Zora Knight

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a special order, straight queer and strong black.

2009-06-25

my childhood memories are disappearing before my eyes...







we used to play charlie's angel's!
ed mcmahon was the only white man we wanted to knock on our door. if he did we would win a gazillion and get a pool!
and off the wall was my JAM... i broke the (I'm dating myself) 8 track!!!!!
I wanted that damn t-shirt from the last scene in Beat It. He was the person who turned me on to T-shirts.
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2009-06-24

Eimmik's consideration..

i've stopped running in sneakers,
cuz i'm still not as swift
as my last truthful thought.
no matter how swift i may be,
i can't chase you out my mind.
and i've tried.
you and me,
a game of hide and seek.
you embedded in memories and dreams
from past pass..
my first kiss.
u
first crush.
u
u first of all firsts.
yet
u weren't present,
and your presence is essential
to get pass my past..
you hide in
sticky heat..
melting fudgesicles and
hints of frozen cups.
double dutching
double dog dares
and i dare...
i'm thinking...
just wondering..

no poem.. this is nothing other than thoughts...

2009-06-23

Eimmiks intrigue

it took 4 years,

23 days,

9 hours

and 16 seconds to write this poem...
2 quarts of blood pushing

3000 cells thrusting rhythmically pumping

113 heart beats pushing

6 faint breaths to put

my feelings to words.
words to page.
page to wind.
wind to light breeze;

gracing the mist atop the pout of your lips.

your taste saltine sweet

haunts my memories dreams...
i'm reaching for you

in the darkness...

asking, "do you feel me?"
and if you feel me,

Baby, can you hear me?
rustling thru blood rich dirt

brown, gold and red leaves

clutching your fingertips;

clinging to your ankles

crackling beneath your feet.

crawling 'tween the thick of thighs.

sweetened sweat gleam and beaded.

sighs fall and rise.

I want to keep you grounded!

be reminiscent of summer nights, when we made love in the shadows.

Notte nera serena.

backs arched achingly against

the dampened soil

and rainy skies..

twilight slips from the heaven in your eyes..

i am an angel seeking your forgiveness

and redemptive touch.

Now more than ever..

I need you to hear me.

Baby, I'm begging,

"do you feel me?"


to be continued...

kdtaylor, 2009

section 8 coffee publications

all rights reserved

2009-06-21

fathers day

happy fathers day -
roy e. (father)
edward mc (pops)
trap francis (next lifetime dad)
hustle
springs!
copa
tony francis
langston - no you are not a father... you are sooooooooo much more!
and all my single mama's holding it down....

2009-06-20

what a friggin week!

01) a visit from a friend from San Antonio. Her cuz was fiyah on the mic!
02) seeing him so friggin happy to host.
03) i got my bro joe bizzle back!!
04) for once, I'm not involved!!! Hell yea!
05) and no, never again. we are SISTERS..
06) Eb (& Snuff) and Angel Baby... what could i do without either of you, your friendship and love? thanks for nearly three years of lessons...
07) a journey to me... "I've been to paradise, but I've never been to me." what a beautiful view...
08) the (Sub)Urban Hangsuite.
09) intriguing opportunities...
10) starting over. our growth. perhaps we can say this is truly OUR first time?
11) grace, opportunity and destiny.
12) chucks, see you tuesday.
13) you, how would i know i was truly alive?

2009-06-16

ROFLMAO - 20 day challenge! Any takers?

1. Seek contact. This is a bit counter-intuitive. If you don't like someone, you probably feel like avoiding that person, but because of the psychological phenomenon known as the mere exposure effect, we tend to like people better the more we see them.
2. Do nice things for that person. “We prefer to see those to whom we do good than those who do good to us,” as La Rochefoucauld observed.
3. Give that person a brief touch. Subliminal touching, i.e., touching a person so unobtrusively that it’s not noticed, increases people’s sense of well-being and positive feelings.
4. Lighten up. Joke about whatever annoys you, and if you can manage it, laugh about it with that person, or poke fun at your own reaction. Nothing neutralizes bad feelings like a good laugh. This can be tough, however.
5. Act friendly. We think we act because of the way we feel, but often we feel because of the way we act. So act the way you want to feel. This is uncannily effective—just try it.
6. Resist criticizing that person. When you voice your complaints, they assume a solidity in your mind that’s hard to eliminate. When your thoughts remain unspoken, they can more easily be changed.
7. Remember happy shared experiences. Recalling good times elevates mood and will help warm your feelings.
8. Be grateful. Reflecting on reasons to feel grateful, instead of reasons to be angry or annoyed, will help change your view.
courtesy of yahoo

2009-06-11

i still well up when i think of the day the first time i held him!!


my nephew graduated

grace, opportunity and destiny

i spent time with my family

i spent time with ELM

god's will and grace

i miss have people i miss!!! (ANGEL AND EB, what the Pluck?")

i have friends in love

poetry

a beautiful memory, Shannon... we miss you

her legacy and her mother's spirit!

did i say my nephew graduated!!!

chilling with you on Sunday. we must do it again.

sling and thong jokes...

chilling at the track meet with the Francis Clan!

Robert L Price, Jr. and facebook! WHAT..

fund-raising, yes please donate. http://www.tywc.org/

you, without you how would i know i was alive


2009-06-10

Being Aristotle...

"We do not act rightly because we have virtue or excellence, but we'd rather have those because we've acted rightly"
A value is a principle or quality intrinsically valuable or desirable to me. Values are personal. They are my convictions, my beliefs, and my ethics rolled into one. Living in agreement with my value system is fulfilling. Living in conflict with my values is stressful and dissatisfying. Anyone who is truly my friend know I will separate and walk away from anything that is stressful and dissatisfying. I will not live in conflict with my values. As I would never ask anyone else to live in conflict with their own. As I have aged I have committed myself to live with purpose. I am keenly aware of that purpose and I am constantly re-evaluating myself to continue to grow in order to remain steadfast.
My values are my values. I would never have the expectation that anyone bend or change their value system to accommodate me. It is also my expectation that no one ask me to do the same. Yet, that's where I am. I am guilty. Living between a rock and a hard place. I have become the boogie man, the VERY BAD person. You won't acknowledge I heard and accepted your belief. I simply believed I would get , you know THAT proverbial vernacular "the same respect" in return.
LOL... Should have seen it coming. To quote the great street philosopher TuPac, "I ain't mad at cha."

.... Anybody can become angry - that is easy, but to be angry with the right person and to the right degree and at the right time and for the right purpose, and in the right way - that is not within every body's power and is not easy. that's Aristotle, not me. It is my new lesson plan for a few months... And I will master it, because as me and my true friends (the people who take the time to know me) say "It is so much more beautiful here. And we won't trade this view for the WORLD!!"

And while you're lurking... see pic below: I am going to enjoy my summer in spite and despite!

2009-06-09

06.09.2009

Grand... you were sorely missed. Your first Great-Grand child graduated from High School.. It was pretty cool. Pooh Bear. A Man. And Very handsome indeed.

At dinner, I looked around the table, feeling your presence, yet recognizing your absence. It was bittersweet. Your legacy lives on. Funny... The next graduation will be Nique's in 2012! (LOL)

As usual I called Stacy the "vessel" because the kids look more like me everyday. My braces have caused my bottom lip and smile to look increasingly like theirs. And to boot, they have my reddish brown complexion and not the penny colored one you and Stacy share.

Give my mom, Great Grand, and Great Aunt Clara a huge hug. Let them know I miss them tremendously. Tell Aunt Suzy, "wazzup!!" Yes Ma'm. I know that's not appropriate. I know you're still the adult. Let them all know I love 'em.

BTW Great Grand. I need another poem!
Here's one for you: Stacy, Nique and Pooh!




2009-06-06

yes....

it's beautiful here....

2009-06-04

smiles everyone, smiles...

Through life, on our journey from birth to death we walk very interesting paths to our destiny. One destination is well-being and contentment, the essence of happiness. As humans, we take very interesting paths to our personal happiness. Every once in a while we run into, and make rest stops at some of the most marvelous views and wonders this life has to offer. Here is one of the seven wonders of my life. I pray you enjoy your moments and your breath taking view as I am enjoying mine.


2009-06-03

yes, thanks for listening



good orderly direction
grace, opportunity and destiny
learning to love again
comingle (yes with one m, my own version) blend thoroughly in a harmonious whole, the art of being an individual in a budding relationship..
angel and eb.. (what?)
bug's all star
my guy B
an elm tree
without saying U21.
making better choices and decisions
a trip to the grocery store
a phone call that cleared the ayer (LOL)
being happy, genuinely happy for other's happiness!
pictures and matching frames. i love you Langston..
i miss you accounting firm.. thinking of you..
clarity. better than any prescription.
never doing anything that's not us
never doing anything that's not you
remembering all life's choices either by force or forethought, got us to this very moment. Rejoice in it! It will never come again.
and you.. how else would i know i was truly alive...

2009-05-31

so you'll know what i did this summer..

four of the fiercest young women in the world. for real...
AROC, MargoTruth, Shay and Perception
ATX U21 2009

2009-05-29

Just a little dat and dis (yet) i Claim her... friendship

This was our favorite meeting place. Before an angel's wings and a little balled up fist, we were two charming January Mofo's that shared a friendship. A bond. And a love of Chucks and Vee-Dubs.

We had, and continue to have a simple understanding, just laying low and being low key. Someone I could just be me and you could continue to grow into you. We found that in each other...

As life hits, and it does, we grow and move on. We fall in love (not with each other LOL!!) and begin our separate journeys. Never away from the friendship, just following the path that life takes us. We know that if the other ever needed a hand or a word, we'd be there.

Uncanny and true to us, our lives paralleled. We found ourselves making the same hard choices independent of conversations. We are also finding ourselves and better love along the way.

I can treat you as I have my life long friends. We don't have to talk everyday yet can answer the phone and pick up at the last moment we spoke or were together. That is the essence of a mature friendship. Thanks for being one of a handful.

I always give props to B-Langston, Angel, Eb and Chelle. You and the Kotalian mean as much to me, yet you have always been the one who would rather hang to the side until it was just our time. So forgive me for putting this out here....

I know you have cheered for me, as I have always cheered for you. No one understands our silence and unknowing glances. They don't have to. MOST IMPORTANTLY we do.

I look forward to continuing to cheer for you as you enter another phase in your life. You know I am always here. And prayerfully this time I get to be in the wedding. For real, you know!?! (I know you're a bit fearful, 'cuz I am just that CUTE... ROTFLMAO!!)

True to our goofy nature, I will leave you with this... our friendship can always be felt in the ayer!!!!!!

peace bug and love for chucks... we are all stars.

2009-05-28

pleased as punch and grateful

  • remembering a Lady always knows when to make an exit
  • remember what sustains me
  • prayer
  • your recovery!!!
  • sex and the city we kilt the 4th b
  • U21
  • love... yes, truly learning the meaning
  • did i mention knowing when to make an exit?
  • crazy moments not dwelling or defining me
  • langston.. please don't learn the hard way that i will cut you over him.. sorry, a little aggressive.
  • being a part of the beginning, not having to re-create ONE THING. IT cannot be recreated, there are some things you just get to HEAR about and experience vicariously through others... make YOUR moments, and MAKE THEM COUNT.. maybe someone will want to re-live those.
  • having moments people WANT to relive and re-CREATE.
  • g.o.d. for putting people in my path and life, even those i have to walk behind and those who i must leave me behind.. again... simply moments...





2009-05-27

weekly prayer from N.W.


Dear God, Sometimes I feel like I have poured myself into something or someone, and worked and fought for a cause, only to see no fruits for my labors. It all seemed in vain. But I know that You can work in all of that to fulfill a greater purpose. Please, don't let the labor of my heart and hands be in vain. I pray that all I do would be as unto You and for a good purpose and eternal value. Please bless the works of my heart and hands for Your glory. Please empower me with wisdom and insight through Your Holy Spirit. Please guide me every step and every day, to have a part in reaching this world for You and ministering to those I love. In Jesus' name, amen.

2009-05-26

There are poets and there are grownups. "Jean Cocteau"

There is a place in God's sun for the youth "farthest down" who has the vision, the determination, and the courage to reach it.
Mary McLeod Bethune (1875 - 1955)

2009-05-25

this moment contains all moments.. C.S. Lewis

I know. I know. Not 2006 AGAIN... Yes, 2006 again.
the year of personality and emotion, and man do we still have those things!!!
"Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion; it is not the expression of personality, but an escape from personality. But, of course, only those who have personality and emotions know what it means to want to escape from these things."
T.S. Eliot (1888 - 1965)

2009-05-21

giving thanks, LIVE from Renaissance Hall

  • my (SUB)Urban HangSuite complete with Renaissance Hall, the Langston-Zora Suite and the Harlem Boudoir!
  • the birds and thier voracious chirping one kiss shy of the back of your neck til dawn....
  • the light breeze that caresses the lift of smiling cheeks before the morning alarm.
  • laughing with with the Sex and the City we kilt the 4th B crew. "have i told you i love you lately..."
  • A moment with Sam... R.I.P.
  • A moment with Quentin... R.I.P.
  • My Baby Brother is moving to San Antonio to go to dental school!!! It's always cool when family moves closer!
  • Talking to my Dad this morning...
  • U21. Like really? I am following Greatness.
  • Grace, Opportunity and Destiny (G.O.D.)
  • Good Orderly Direction (G.O.D.)
  • Faith (that everything falls the way it's suppose to regardless of the mess, it can be beautiful). It's like a Rorscharch Test.
  • For making the phone call to you. I don't care who you tell. One day, you will remember our initial conversation months ago. Again, Rorscharch or Holtzman. It's psychological. You see coat of arms, I see bat.
  • Langston... I pray you are learning.
  • Moments and seasons.
  • AN ELM Tree..
  • my friends here and far far away...
  • lastly facebook... for real, i've never laughed so hard!

2009-05-20

a full stomach forgets how it's fed....

funny...

with all the things going on with me recently, i keep forgetting how i was fed.. what has sustained me. and i have to, despite everything that's going on with me have faith that i have only one person to answer to. it is the eyes of truth when i stare into my reflection. i have to remember that i am not perfect, yet there is g.o.d in me. just as (s)he is in others. i often want to forget a few of my truths as i don't like to remain in the past.

the biggest is my truth about trust. i don't trust.

i don't have that:
1. reliance on the integrity, strength, ability, surety, etc., of a person or thing; confidence.
i mean i do. i do with the sex in the city we kilt the 4th b crew. i do with langston. adrienne. my sister.

yet i struggle, particularly when my life tightens, i.e. things change quickly and i can't take the time to figure it out, i simply snatch what i don't have time to think about, evaluate, re-evaluate, investigate, or revisit out of my life. i don't want to have to deal with "trust" issues.

there's where it is shaky. a few things have happened over the last week. most importantly, my job and the Under 21 team. which among very few things aside from my "partnership/companionship/friendship" and family vie for all of the attention in my life.

my youngest sibling, BJ called last week saying he "may move to San Antonio". i receive a text yesterday saying he is moving from north carolina to san antonio and BTW "sis, i need your help getting an apartment." my co-worker saga, which by all accounts i have handled well since i have been given an interim supervisory role. two close friends have had deaths in their family (which always freaks me the heck out) so i sit and ponder my choices and my mortality. people have entrusted their children to me. shelia has entrusted her daughter's legacy upon me.
i live alone. and i am the sole breadwinner. there is no one or thing to fall back on. and i had plans. big plans. now.

and none of them included dealing with trust issues! not right now. LIFE HAS BEEN SO SWEET. And I don't want to swerve from my lane.

now, i must look trust square in the eyes. and i have to trust myself to remain committed to my safekeeping, my word, my world and my integrity. there are too many people depending on me. i cannot trust those i do not trust to do that for me. i have to remain steadfast on the things that are most important.

that sounds strange. yet it is my truth. i am like a baby or a fool. i am always looked out for, faith is highly in my favor. truly. and despite the bad i can see in myself and others, i am truly an optimist when i have the time.

i don't have that time. if i take the time i may be homeless, not eat, be careless with someone's child or my word. my village taught me more than that. my family and friends remind me of that.

i started with a full stomach forgets how it's fed. i've had some shaky moments these last few days. i've wanted to dive in. make things my concern. it was momentarily enticing. i hit a curb, not a bump in the road! i cannot let these moments and days define who i am.

the last year , i have feasted upon positivity and prayer. if not, i may be stuck in some rut and would have never: developed one of my most cherished female friendships with a Butterfly, two promotions, two kick ass vacations, stepped away from people and things i love, obtained the sex in the city we kilt the 4th loving friendship, a thorough understanding of my confusing relationship with Langston, my family, and that damn ELM tree, as well as learned to smile through these f'ing braces! with that i am full... yet i am hungry, but not for disaster.

and while i am not as hungry as i once was, i am not full. and i will not forget that which continues to sustain me....