I am scared of the winter as the summer is approaching Each day asking of a love that needs unfolding Quiet in the street, a heat boils underneath Matching the patterns of my feet, scuffed soles kiss concrete Too bold to become so obsolete we invent a secret greeting Kissing palm in one touch that […]
I graduated from university almost a year ago now (yikes), and in this time frame between then and now, I have been slowly pushing myself to become re-acquainted with the act of reading for pleasure. After studying a literature degree, three years worth of photocopies, highlighters and neck cramp kinda’ took its toll; but taught […]
I recently landed a new job, a position that is actually a first for me. Great company, great benefits and a relaxed environment, what more could I ask for? Even with these positives, I am worried about getting the balance between a working schedule and creating time to spend on personal/creative endeavours. It’s only within […]
A woman must continually watch herself. She is almost continually accompanied by her own image of herself. Whilst she is walking across a room or whilst she is weeping at the death of her father, she can scarcely avoid envisaging herself walking or weeping. From earliest childhood she has been taught and persuaded to survey […]
you think harlem can hear me crying? i open my mouth real wide & howl – asking my maker to stand where two ends greet like old skins; burning paper. © CKN 2016
if i say it again & again once more i’ll find the feeling i once felt when i first met you © CKN 2016
A reminder to black folk, everywhere: A copy of a copy is a continuation of a lazy practice. A copy of a copy from a blueprint is a continuation of a lazy practice that was once an art form, respected. © CKN 2016.