This the Common Air That Bathes the Globe

That’s what she said.

That’s what he said.

That’s what she, he, you, me, we said.


Said it to each other

Said it across long distance phone calls

and short distance pillow talks.

Said it to the mirror,

probably not often enough.

Said it to dogs in high-pitched voices,

and, in face licks and tail wags,

definitely had it returned

in ways other than words.

Said it on accident.

Said it too soon.

Said it too late.

Said it amidst arguments

that were never worth having.

Said it during love making

which was definitely worth having.

Said it to unborn children

Said it quietly over the graves of those now gone.

Said it to our parents

Said it to our parents exponentially more frequently

when we were low on cash.

Said it to the sky.

Said it to the stars.

Said it late at night

to new friends in old bars.

Said it in too many languages to count.

Said it soft,

then said it loud,

then said it louder,

and when it still wasn’t said loud enough

we created a Facebook event page

and invited everyone

so that we could all set our clocks just right

and simultaneously say it at the same time,

and after we did,

the earth grew a little quieter,

see, somehow we all collectively decided,

that anything that was ever worth saying,

had already been said.

I love you.


This the Common Air That Bathes the Globe


Hello everybody,

I know I haven’t been on here as much, but I’ve been taking a break since I went back to school this semester, and of course working on top of that. Plus, I have been looking into other creative projects that’s been preoccupying my time, so prepare to see some new stuff.

Also, I’ve decided that I’ll be deleting some of my old poems on here. Everyday my writing is changing and growing with me. I just…don’t care about them enough to keep them. Hope you understand.



To’Wednesday Sibley/ Day Sibley


How I Got Played By a Poet And Her Local Business!

I’ve had my Twitter for about a year or two now and came across some amazing writers, artist, and small business owners. Recently, I stumbled on Poetry & Pins after someone retweeted #dateapoet showing Nisha P. product who is based in New Jersey.

I’ve been wanting to buy her product for a while now, and finally made that happen. On the 17th of April, I ordered the baseball cap, excited I was going to be sporting my new piece on my head.

Me make a Tami Roman face

The following week came and no hat in the mail! So, I emailed Nisha to see if she could give me the transaction number just in case it got lost. She finally emailed me back the next day (April 26th) and said that the payment on my end didn’t go through until the 19th—which I thought was weird, and that’s why she mailed it off late.


I have a account and it notifies each time ANY product is being delivered to my house. So, when I looked on there to see she mailed it off it was BLANK! BLANK, NADA!

Then two days later she emailed me back saying the package got resent back to her house, and the only way that could happen is if she got my address wrong. Then… she goes to say that maybe I wasn’t there at my house to sign for it, and that’s why they sent it back.

If you look at everything carefully something ain’t adding up here, why? Because she’s lying. She didn’t mail it off in time, so that’s why she couldn’t even give me the transaction number. If I wasn’t there to sign for a package the postal service would have left a note. Which they didn’t because she didn’t mail it off!

If there was going to be a delay in my product she could’ve just been honest instead of lying to save face, but rest for sure she lost a customer. Yes, my baseball cap came on the 4th of May but it still left a bad taste in my mouth. I work hard for my money and if I give it to you supporting your business don’t try to play me with b.s. that’s a quick way to for me to block you, which I did 😉

How I Got Played By a Poet And Her Local Business!