My ex calls the ochre winter 'autumn' as we queue to hear dock boys play jazz fugues in velvet dark.— Broken Verses

There is no mystery-- that's the beauty of it. We are entirely explicable to each other, and yet we stay. What a miracle that is.

For a second I was almost jealous of the clouds. Why was he looking to them for an escape when I was right here beside him?

If I wasn't me, you wouldn't be you.

There’s a ghost of a dream that you don’t even try to shake free off because you’re too in love with the way she haunts you.

When you can be this, why are you ever anything else? - Broken Verses

Pride! In English it is a Deadly Sin. But in Urdu it is fakhr and nazish - both names that you can find more than once on our family tree.

The truths we conceal don't disappear Raheen, they appear in different forms

How do you eat your roots?

How horrifying that morning when you wake up and your first thought is not of the person who has left. That’s when you know, I will never die of a broken heart.

Love is like an eternal flame, once it is lit, it will continue to burn for all time.

the cosmopolitan gaze of planetary love and hospitality _is_ what constitutes being _religious_.

My preferences range from the gutter-like to the idyllically sublime, ideally with you roaming the range beside me...

The Law of Unconditional Loving is a tough taskmaster. Once we taste the fruits of unconditional loving, we cannot go backward, we cannot become "unaware" ever again.

One has to handle these negative experiences alone. You can't get help from your friends or family. You're finally alone with it and you have to come to grips with misfortune and go on.

For me personally, I'm mostly focused on writing and acting right now.

Groups like The Mountain Brothers just have to keep on doing what they're doing - just make it dope and just make it different. And not try to compete with other people of color.

I'm kind of conservative. I like to build on what I've done in the past and try something new.

Poetry is when words are robbed of their attributed truth.

Neurotic means he is not as sensible as I am, and psychotic means he's even worse than my brother-in-law.

Specifically for black women, our images and our bodies in the media and in history have been so hypersexualized.