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Poetry "I Dropped You, You Didn't Drop Me" By: Frank Lo



I dropped you, you didnt drop me.

its not what he said
but the fact that he said it
while walking out his own door
leaving me lying there
half naked while he spewed
“i gotta drop you.”
not giving me an opportunity
to mask my vulnerability
to turn quick wit and sharp toungue
to mask my own confusion
with my own lies
about how i could give
two sh*ts about you
and all the drama you do
lying up with me all day
on your time and my dime
all a waste of my time
I shoulda said
you cant drop me because you
never once picked me up
never once held me like i held you
never thought forever
while you lied
and that day say
you knew where this is going
you let me fall anyway
now i see you mad in the corner, giving looks to him and me
when i walk to the bathroom u slip your new number to me
i thought fuck it and took it this could be fun
nodded, nice to see you and then said i had to run
later goodbyes to him and I called you
I said what you want with me, you told me we was through
u said you been lookin for me and we need to talk
sounded like bullshit but hell it was only 1 o’clock
i said meet me at my hotel room, im stayin there tonite
put on his favorite perfume so i smelled just right
you told me you missed me, you dont like the space
asked me who i been fuckin and whats the man name
you dont even realize you fucked up in the game
u said you want me back, and you sorry if you hurt me
if you hurt me is irrelevant because in reality you dropped me
you broke me way down but never did you stop me
so, get this i dropped you- you need to know
you want me back, but damn baby i let you go
i can no longer give you everything
and get nothing emotional in return
i am gently placing you back where you came from
with no ill feelings or bad intent
know forever that you made a dent
my hearts a little harder than before and a little wiser too
i see how you was thinkin, must thought id chase you
instead i laugh louder than before
and i cum wetter than before
thirty minutes later sidesteppin out the hotel door
i did it i dropped you
the only way i know how biiiitch
lmao
Written By: Frank Lo
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Art & Spoken Word – By.Infinity

Born, Darel Joseph, in the inner city of New Orleans, Louisiana, I currently exists as Infinity. I’ve been writing poetry for the past twenty two years. Although I have been off the underground scene for years, I am currently making performance art. I am an artist (in every sense of the word), for I work in multiple mediums. I am currently pursuing a MFA from the University of New Orleans as a painter and street photographer. I am in essence a collage artist meaning I make collages. I’ve made paper, paint, photo, and video collages; recently I have begun to make assemblage art which is a physical collage of material. I recently have been working with video and sculpture in attempts to merge my spoken word into fine arts performances. Finally, I am in the process making my first album. Years ago I declined the offer to make cd’s under two local record labels, because I was not given the option of control of my art. I did not want to be a puppet in the great scheme of modern pop culture which has destroyed hip hop art. I have been working underground making great attempts of not recording with the numerous rappers and producers who have requested I lay my essence on their tracks. My art is social-politically driven from the stance of growing up in a community that was designed to prevent the social and economic growth of the individual. I have been politically involved in my community by educating those who are oppressed by the same circumstances that I continuously attempt to overcome. Sometimes if time prevails, I work with younger people by tutoring them in math, English, and exposing them to art and poetry writing. I am currently writing several essays on the topic racism, sexism, and classism demonstrated with sometimes personal experiences and examples of how we are forced in a cycle of hopelessness. I am now attempting to emerge from the underground to expose such realities.

Poetry "Joy" by: Nubian Star



Joy


I seen joy today
Swinging thru the air
Like rainbow colors in a sprinkler
On the hottest day of summer
Laughter wrapped around joy
Like now & later wrappers
It was good
Sweet to my soul
Like my Granny telling me she loved me
Those words were always so precious 
Especially since they came like Haley’s comet on a summer night
Or no shootings on a hot day
I seen joy
Just as light and excited
Fun and free
My soul wanted to touch it
Love it
Wrap it inside myself for a rainy day
Or when my spirit gets low
But I didn’t catch it like lightening bugs
Or even try to touch it like playing tag
I just watched it float high on notes
Of laughter
Just happy to see it so close to me
A piece of Heaven 
Right in front of my eyes
Beauty

End Point

Written by: Nubian Star

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