POETIC PROCESS

POETIC PROCESS

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POETIC PROCESS episodes

  • Covid-19 Anxiety

    I can't cry with the fear that It’ll aggravate my symptoms

    Chest tight blurry vision

    My body is weak

    I don’t want to speak to quickly as ill become breathless

    Can’t think to eat

    trying to stay up with fear of drifting during my sleep

    No one to talk to I’m probably fine

    it’s all in my mind

    I know ill be a patient soon Im aware

    I stare at the wall foreseeing what's near

    oxygen, Ambient, and fluoxetine will soon be part of my daily needs

    How do I know, because I do

    If you knew me you would know too

    I write to you

    the other me to get through because the emergency room isn’t an option

    I’ve been to the urgent care twice

    All I can do is pray to make it through the night

    despite feeling breathless

    how reckless can I be

    How sickly did I not know I was

    I look above and I might find peace

    as tears fall from my eyes

    Have I been chosen

    I’m tired god

    I’’m awaken

    Im sorry god for I have forsaken you

    Ive always taken care of me through the grace of you

    Ive  always taken care of me because no one else did

    nor is it their responsibility

    but I can't do this anymore

    I’ve been brought to my knees

    Ive suppressed my feelings Ive put on smiles

    I’ve pressed through anxiety?

    Or that's what they told me

    But never have I ever experienced such a thing

    This December 2019

    I felt like a dark spirit had moved into my body and posted

    As I walked freely I felt like something was squeezing my diaphragm

    I consistently had body aches mutt-led taste and a low desire for eating

    I lost 20 pounds on the couch that winter

    I didn’t recognize myself

    to have lost control in this way

    I didn’t know what to say

    to not have an answer confused me

    I’m used to controlling everything

    but when your body turns there is no barring

    back to work I pushed though plane to plane

    swollen cavs, and toes, rashes along my thoracic cavity

    hot tea hot tea everyday I drank

    sleeping sitting up to help my airway

    it wasn’t easy those beginning weeks

    then boom quarantine

    theres this new thing covid-19

    I’ve heard of it but I didn’t know the extent of the symptoms

    no one did

    apparently my doctors neither

    I had been taking Xanax, albuterol, and hydroxyzine.

    For what they deemed late-onset asthma and panic attacks because of it.

    I don’t blame them

    I don’t feel resentment

    I believe hydroxyzine saved my life

    antihistamine properties helps the fight peer reviews pub med posted this twice

    flight to flight LA to Baltimore Denver to Lubbock to Houston to Austin Iowa to Kansas to Kansas back to fucking Kansas !

    it was inevitable I get it again poison through my veins

    same thing heavy in the chest I can’t breath

    plane to plane with recycled air

    face mask down face mask up face mask down face mask up

    somebodies eating nuts nobody gives a fuck

    but I’m the hero with checks with a whole lotta zeros

    hospital to hospital lab to lab

    testing equipment making big fucking bags

    but I’m not breathing eating from someone else hands

    sleeping in bougie moderately sanitized hotel rooms

    cheesing barely sleeping

    not wanting to breathe in gasps after gasps

    contaminating my lungs but its big big fun

    flewed out only home on Saturdays if you wanna to see me mother fucka betta catch a plane

    3 years down the fucking drain

    patriarchy on my neck

    I just want a breath

    I fucking fucking quit

    16 min
  • I mean a girl can dream.
    I mean a girl can dream was a poem written in 2014 that speaks to transitions and the confusion that correlates. 2020 has been a year of twist and turns for all of us and this poem revisits the idea of dreaming of better and how only you as an individual can make it happen. 
    IG. ConfettiFilled
    14 min
  • TF #MeToo Moment?

    What do Micheal Jackson, R.kelly, and work place harassment have in common...........................................we'll wait. Is this a dangerous line we're treading mixing sexual assault crimes and clear child molestation. The cross hairs of U.S policy and the wave of "pay me propaganda" being shuffled around the chitlin circuit is cringey and quite questionable.  


    Blame the parents. Blame the perpetrator. Blame the systems and policies that allow these things to happen to "regular" people everyday.

     ELECTRIC CHAIR 


    48 min
  • B's Tea: Be Intentional
    In retrospect the story I based this on is kind of weak so I may re-visit this topic. I'm not to sure what I'm doing with this segment but this was on my mind so we'll see where it goes. 
    The importance of pushing to a goal and continuously moving forward is what keeps us all going. I can get stifled by simple sh*t sometimes and leave/check out of life or people whenever I find myself annoyed or simply over-it. I just realize now that getting disgruntled by what the universe throws at you is never the solution. Plan it and work it 
    Words: #Manifest . #PLAN IT AND #WORK IT 
    or #Forward as Beyonce would say (insert emoji)
    27 min
  • Jussie B. Lyon

    We're all tired of hearing about Jussie but we smell a conspiracy..... 

    Make sure you leave a 5 stare review..because "we're cousins" ;)

    Cover art provided via tumblr by  @tycheriee 

    42 min

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Where I introspect outward happening through poetry and carefully commentate using some facts and a lot of anecdotes take a beat and listen to some poetry. This is where I untangle thoughts in hopes…