Streetlight people

Strangers waiting
Up and down the boulevard
Their shadows searching
In the night…
Streetlight people
Living just to find emotion
Hiding somewhere in the night


flint delta blinds


Indigenous rites, indigenous rights

They lay hidden, pockets of civilizations which flourish like wild flowers– vibrant and integral to the value of this barren land otherwise.
The core of humanity and individualism,
The essence of family; midst the heat of survival.
They thrive, they love, they endure.
Define your meaning of civilization and savagery? Is it not love we all feel? Colorful and cohesive;
beings on earth.
Sacred indigenous rites,
indigenous rights.