Beyond Tales

I am the mystery woman I am the hard to please mystery woman I am the crying hard to please mystery woman I am the touch me now crying hard ...

Anytime I cry, you slap me. Anytime I cried you slapped me. Now that you are not here, I am slapping myself and laughing. Crying and dancing...

my feeling. aided. by wetness. the sound. my nerves. calms. i drink. much. just so. to hear. the sound. of pee. mine. in the middle. of the...

I wrote this piece about four years ago. It got me into some trouble when I first performed it. The vibe for the Ghanaian crowd just pushed...

it blows your smell out my window would a man or woman like wet clothes on a line be touched by the sun, the wind for another wet day into ...

walking the streets of Bamako looking for shawls to buy light of day too long I stayed in masked from the sun more generous then Accra’s can...

fathers who wash sperms from their pants and wipe one that made child from their memory