Poetry

Inner-Stirrings of the Soul

My body is YEARNING for movement. Limbs so long, always cramped up In tight spaces From being in too-small places No one could ever understand the pain In all my years of hiding in shame From the teasing and torment... spiraling down in a mutation to SELF-LOATHING... And spending many years climbing back up Many… Continue reading Inner-Stirrings of the Soul

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WARRIOR of LIGHT

New Music!

I just HAVE to share this song with you! I found about this amazing artist, Azizaa the other day when one of my Facebook friends shared this article from the FADER. Check it out...and AWAKEN. Click the picture to read her latest interview! Here's her song which I am HOOKED on called "Black Magic Woman," in… Continue reading New Music!

Poetry

Deferred?

"What happens to a dream deferred?" Is the question he asked me so long ago, Long before my current form was formed Long before there was even a he and she To make ME. Still, from a faraway place I heard the question. So here and now I turn towards the sky And reply, "What… Continue reading Deferred?

It Was Written...

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I watch your body's movement Its language I'm so attuned to Your eyelashes lower suggestively And I get caught up inside... A sensation I can never seem to get used to The warmth of your gentle fingers Caressing me Graceful and full of meaning I become so overwhelmed with passion Seeking my Soul deep in… Continue reading 1

After Hours..., It Was Written...

4:44 a.m.

How many songs can you sing to me about rain? Do you count each drop that glides down your windowpane? Or do you let the sound sink in until you drift away into a dream where it's just you, your Inner Nature, and the applauding Heavens? © 2015 K. N. Dozier. All rights reserved.

Poetry

Destination

She said she wanted to Dive Deep, So he took her DEEPER Past the limits she created against herself Past the default faults of her essence Simply because what she saw was only A skewed version of her True Essence So he took her hand... And they DOVE. She said she wanted to Dive Deep...… Continue reading Destination

Art

Transformations

Here is my newest post written for Ataensic Media’s “Arts & Culture” category. Enjoy!

Ataensic Media

Last night, I watched Left Eye’s (from the successful 90’s R&B group, TLC) documentary for the first time EVER called “Last Days of Left Eye.” Yes, I know I’m years late, but the way I got watch this in the first place was from what I call my YouTube Adventures. You know how you go on YouTube say, at 6 p.m. looking for something like maybe a tutorial for a Bantu knot-out but next thing you know, it 3 o’clock in the morning and now you’re watching Divine Nine strolling or a basket full of meowing little kittens? Yeah, it’s like that.

It all started with me listening to Aaliyah’s “Enough Said” (the fan-made SOLO version, because Drake is a pain in the ass to listen to), then I looked up “Drake on Aaliyah,” and a video popped up where Drake talks about how Aaliyah influenced his life…

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Art

ANNOUNCEMENT: New SOUL Meets BODY™ Products!

I am PLEASED to announce the debut of my NEWEST SOUL Meets BODY™ artwork: HANDMADE ADINKRA BOOKMARKS! This one right here is the one I made for myself. Want one? Custom-made Adinkra bookmark option is available! Hit me up! To all my fellow Pro-African BOOK WORMS out there, I know you want in on THIS!… Continue reading ANNOUNCEMENT: New SOUL Meets BODY™ Products!

After Hours..., It Was Written...

“Like,1 or 2…”

I'm feeling beautiful, repulsive, lonely and romantic. Talk to me. Lay with me. Watch me watching you watch me as I sigh quietly and force myself not to look away. Light a candle and try to make it last forever; dance with the shadows on the walls; part those lovely luscious African lips of yours… Continue reading “Like,1 or 2…”

After Hours..., It Was Written...

Windows

Once I catch a glimpse of your eyes, I realize that I can fathom the well of dreams hidden there. Hidden in plain sight, but in danger of going unnoticed, I already know that you prefer it that way. Suppressed dreams that shouldn't be there in the first place, or so we've constantly been told. That's why I've… Continue reading Windows