INDY REVOLUTIONS: JANUARY 2010

Various Artists

Puerto Rico Freedom Album Project

http://www.prfreedomproject.org/

Puerto Rico is the contemporary name of an island in the northeastern Caribbean Sea, one of the four island groups of the Greater Antilles. It is inhabited by three forms of native citizens, Puerto Rican-Americans, Porto Ricans and Boricuas. The majority Puerto Rican-Americans are all those islanders, whether born and raised on the island or transplanted to the industrial shores of the U.S., are accepting of the reality afforded them. They are members of a commonwealth, a free associated state that belongs to the United States of America. They will still love gross chuletas and groove to cocolo salsa when it cannot be helped while they learn to accept progress in any and every measure. Progress from the new food groups of apples and oranges over mangoes and quenepas, the roots of Ramito for Mick Jagger and the one starred Cubano-inspired flag for the fifty stab wounded banner.

The Porto Ricans are the ten percent of the population that continue to succeed. Their glory will be statehood, the official declaration of dependent unity with massa where they are subjects of great prestige wielding badges of American citizenship. They have not lost accents but attacked them to death with the king’s English, love the Spaniard labeled traditions and politely abhor the cursed harmonies of le-lo-li.

The Boricuas learned their island is truly Boriken (Borinquen) and used as a Rich Port for conquistador Europeans from Spain. Many learn that they are a blend of Moorish Jibaro, Africano and Taino roots while most couldn’t be gagged strong enough to not fly the flag of Lares’ child. They live youthfully in polyrhythmic unity, love Lolita Lebron and her gangsta all while they advocate the natural form of life, independence.

The Puerto Rican Freedom Album is an excellent and inspiring work by Boricuas, not just Puerto Ricans and it ain’t got no muthafukn Portos on it. It is an awareness project to raise funds for our political prisoners and their families from Oscar Lopez Rivera to Carlos Alberto Torres. The beauty of the album is in the unification of the exceptional genres and subgenres of Puerto Rican music in such a focused theme that educates the listener and rekindles the fires of revolution as well as the genres themselves.

Puerto Rican Freedom has never been something advocated just because of its inevitability just as Puerto Rico’s music has never been listened to as a mere confirmation of heritage. Both blend wonderfully together because both are advocated and experienced because of their complete and unequivocal beauty and rightness. Our freedom is a beautiful right just as our music has always been a right beauty. From immensely focused hardcore Hip Hop tracks to the immensely popular Latin Jazz and the roots music of Bomba y Plena, the double album is an incredible sampler of today’s Boricua contributions to our genres. It is a complete work where virtually all the contributing artists are offering their most passionate and insightful lyricism on Puerto Rican history, current reality and styles.

Led by the Welfare Poets, the Hip Hop contributions dominate the double album with tough rhetoric that is historically inspired. This desire for revolution, an immediate change as a manifestation of Boricua consciousness (“For the Love of Freedom,” Foundation Movement’s “I’m Brown”) is a true documentation of the people and has roots as runaway slaves (Siete Nieve's “Cimarron”) to the Macheteros/Boricua Popular Army that have been attacked to this very day (X Vandals' “Todos Somos Macheteros”). Updated beyond the great spirits of Pedro Albizu Campos and Lolita Lebron, homage to so many wonderful Puerto Rican progressive thinkers and freedom fighters is heard track to track. Whether El David’s “Libertad” building on Filiberto Ojeda Rios, BPA Leader, being killed in 2005, the lovely decima from Lourdes Perez for Isabel Rosado (“Decimas A Isabel Rosado”) or the current events of Rebel Diaz’ with Divino of the Dey (“QPasa”), this is a living relevant work. With just one lone Reggaeton entry failing, the Spanish language Hip Hop reps hard and at high levels. Intifada (“Alerta Roja”), Velcro (“Donde Yo Vivo”), MC Natra y Lady M (“De Vuelta A Casa”) respectively have power, articulation and grace that reveal real songmakers out on the island, not mere spitters.

With Salsa monga y romantica dulling salsa and its roots music, the rejuvenating sounds here from Carlos Jiminez flute work (“El Flautista”), Alma Moyo’s always vibrant Bomba y Plena (“Antonio Kongo”) to Ray Concepcion’s straight salsa number, “Un Tique” blend lovely within the b-boy sounds revealing a richness in PR’s legacy. Just as this project reveals that there is so much more to learn and follow of our political prisoners still locked up, there is a wealth of music to be mined and explored as well.

“Que Viva Puerto Rico Libre!” has a contemporary score once again and an activist call for us all to take part in.

Nyraine

Poetic

www.myspace.com/nyraine

The great debut is worthy of note when the artist is able to glimpse us into a talent that we will willingly spend the next 20 years engaged to. With Poetic, Nyraine delivers a short draft blueprint of an MC with all the tools. With an airy voice of raspy punctuation, verses with vivid cleverness and intimate charisma in every bar, Nyraine offers an enticing engagement request.

Witnessing Nyraine’s growth as an MC, seeing it translate onto wax sculpting the nature of a communicating artist, this debut is not near the epitome of his talent or peak of his ability; rather, it is an immediate snapshot of burgeoning excellence. The commercial ladies track has always been a despicable enigma and can stumble even the most magnetic MC. “Poem 4 Harlem,” and “So In Love” offer forgettable melodies yet nothing Nyraine spits is short of extra ordinary. His pacing is natural here as on any other track and when the sirens of “So In Love” hurt the most Nyraine drops an incredible third verse. The female persuasion is a topic he easily excels at as on the raunchy “Queen of My Castle” that is as witty and dirty as the best Ghost lyric.

Still, his poignant intimacy shared reaches an exceptional level on the acapella, “New Generation” where he aurally scribes, “Like father like son/ it’s amazing how the Earth spun/ you and my mother had me when y'all was both young/ it started in the hallway with y’all first tongue/beginning of a New Generation/the day we’ve all been waiting, high levels of positive vibrations/ cigars burn, bottles pop, time for celebration/after 9 months of being patient/ in a room full of your closest friends and favorite music playing/ Congratulations you’re about to have a Prince…” Yet he forges a classic bond with the listener on “Nys Joy,” a song for his lovely mother she introduces. Easily achieving a respectful place with 2Pac’s “Dear Mama” and Goodie Mob’s “Guess Who,” Nyraine has such a richness of detail and driving need to express his own love that it is a perfect homage.

Ultimately, Nyraine is a lyricist and for the few aware of this the last ten years, the second half of the album is the testament. With his dynamically engaging click, 7Set, members Omnipotent, Life and Scarcity inspire Nyraine’s intensity as he flows, “Llama in the hoodie pocket/Conquer my thoughts with logic/the style of a prophet, kinetically modest/paint pictures for the mind/be locked up if intelligence was a crime/ but instead I’m gonna shine/bright enough to un-blind/maneuver through time/distance equals rate times time/step into my solar system and feel the energy of Allah’s wisdom/ God in the flesh pay homage and respect…” With expert pausing and articulation, his verses grow in epic measures and “Architect” and “Truest” further reveal this talent.

Poetic will one day be a crate of an excellent lyricist, one we may now begin a career of engagement with for every next verse.

-Sunez

INDY REVOLUTIONS: Dec. 2009

Sav Killz

Success is Inevitable

&

Scratchin The Surface

www.myspace.com/savkillz

The sincere street workers we accept in NY hip hop are those that are actually good. Everyone peddles their music. Someone will be outside of Fat Beats, used to be on the corner of Beat Street and even posted by J&R Music World. But we don’t give a shit that some of them were really peace—if you bought their cassette (we go that far back) or just listened to their pitch. They gotta be great like Percee P finally proving he was live enough for 60 solo minutes courtesy of the legendary Madlib on his Perserverance LP. Or Justice asking everybody what an MC really is and then showing us with a dominating career from the Best Part of All of the Above to Always Will Be Revealing the Secret of Then What Happened? So if Percee and J-Live were sincere and honorable in their approach we don’t remember it because they made great music. Sav Killz is another truly peace brother whose amiability will be forgotten because his mixtapes are the best ghetto albums you can buy on any corner.

On Success is Inevitable, it seems that he ought to be good by default with everyone’s ill beat as a backdrop and Boot Camp greats and superior MCs like AZ and RZA dropping verses and shouts throughout. But digging through his own mix, Sav Killz’ skill is taped securely. He has a dirty voice and sloppy cadence that seems like he just took the mic from the nigga you know. And that’s where the rawness begins. He slowly shows a strong command on “Comin To Kill” with Sean P and Rustee Juxx where the so-called sloppiness of voice punctuates his words like human snares. While topically, Killz subject matter is just as the title implies and his persistent realness throughout, his fluidity from each freestyle from “Success is Inevitable” to “Show You How To Do This” is his most seasoned attribute. The energy of Medina (Brooklyn) is necessary within Hip Hop and this is Killz greatest appeal. There are some deeper thought tracks that give insight to Sav Killz making actual albums. On “Restless Nights,” his sincere revelations as a struggling artist and makes the frustration at the wack MC succeeding today more than a battle lyric. Ultimately, Sav Killz is one of the most seasoned MCs without a debut album in a long time.

On Scratchin The Surface, the battle styles and fluid verses are even more refined and powerfully ready us for an official debut. The integrity of the art, its impact on artists as him and the society listening at large are all covered even more deeply here. It’s clear that this mixtape has even greater material immediately heard with “Wonder” and “Brooklyn Renaissance” where, on the latter, he matches up easily with the epic/jigga-like/brooding MCs Skyzoo and Sha Stimuli. His intensity and charisma on tracks is increasing as well as on “We Don’t Look to the Skies” and this is really the natural gift that Sav shares with the audience. When this gift becomes beyond extra ordinary he’ll be able to cement a truly consistent career as a hardcore MC. This mixtape aids wonderfully as most of it are actual songs where Sav is actually performing smoothly with other artists as the great back and forth with Spit Supreme on “Hoodlums and Crooks.” On “Vixens and Violencehis versatility speaking on the female persuasion is enhanced by a great sax laden track ” while “#1 Contender” has an even speedier delivery that gives the lyrics the chaotic energy needed. As all Sav Killz works, guest appearances from greats like Hell Razah are expected and thoroughly enjoyed. Scratchin the Surface could work as a top 20 album of the year if it had to and the consistent rise in Sav’s talent displayed suggests he really is just scratchin…

Kevlaar 7

Unbutton Your Holsters, Vol. 1

www.reverbnation.com/kevlaar7

www.myspace.com/kevlaar7

www.dawisemen.com

There is often the question of definitive proof of the Wu-tang Clan being a completely empowering and ever increasing movement of the best Hip Hop ever made. That legends like Killah Priest and Hell Razah come out of Sunz of Man, timeless works like Killarmy’s debut LP exist or memorable works by La the Darkman, Cappa and others only cements them in one era. But when we look for the Wu Saga as a generational continuation of excellence we must first go to Bronze Nazareth, Kevlaar 7 and the Wisemen. While most will openly see Bronze as a beatmaker harkening the golden days well like 9^th Wonder, the listeners hear some of the most insightful and pensive lyricism of the decade. As Bronze first came through as part of The Unkown and ushered in The Wisemen, we now must focus on another engaging lyricist in Kevlaar 7.

Only needing that one impeccable verse on “Mixture of Muhammad” from 2007’s Wisemen debut, Wisemen Approaching, Kevlaar’s music is fight music you sit and deeply listen to. This is makes it the next generation of the Wu without question. On Unbutton Your Holsters, 29 cuts only hint at the depth a Kevlaar album may display. “Final Dark Sip” is filled with quotables with rhymed couplets that work off each other seamlessly. The beauty of rising out of depression and defeating oppression is something Kevlaar and his brother Bronze endlessly excel at. The ability to express the most intense anger with calmly delivered lyricism is a Wu elevation from the Rakim school. “Blood Diamonds” is a beautiful display of this as Kevlaar exquisitely notes:

“The Blood Diamond, I'm exploited for the enhanced, 

The band and the clock is tickin, Been in this position, 

Reaching the tipping point, My vision is bending, 

A stigmatism fitting rusty razors through prisms, 

A dealers deal'n a kingpin, Keeping pawns in prison, 

Leaving thirsty lips drip'n, Affliction was they mission...”

Here, Phillie of the Wisemen bluntly states their creed: “Chastise/Ronald Reagan-ize/ Oblivious,
Inferior cause I aint got millions, I'm not serious, Refuse to be a sellout”

On “Streets is My Home” the crack smoke is the inspiration but is relevant to any
and all things our people wastefully inhale.  Here Bronze and Sav Killz amazingly hang
with one of Kevlaar’s best verses.  With extravagant detail that needs to be rewound again
and again, he begins, “My blood is hazy, smokey gaze/Glazed in ways,
eye lids cook up my hybridI've witnessed every act of violence/ Silence is isolated;
I'm in a crowded basement/ Sitting adjacent, cane vapors raining carbon faces” 
to the ultimate summation of “I'm the reason you're homeless habit be speaking in codes/
I explode outcomes, lungs and atoms are blown/The streets is my home, 'cause I need to be sold”
Is this all worthy of being the next generation of the Wu?  Easily, this verse would be one of
the best on Raekwon’s superior Only Built For Cuban Linx..Part II.  

Unbutton Your Holsters is only a teaser.  It introduces us to the rest of The Wisemen from June Megladon,
Beace and Illa Dayz to keeping Phillie and Salute close by.ose by  It gives us some taste of Kevlaar’s beats as
he also has great work on the boards but more than anything it primes us for another great lyricist to emerge
and keep a great movement moving powerfully.

Infinite7Mind

Mic Divine Vol. 1

www.infinite7mind.com

www.myspace.com/infinite7mind

A chiseled MC is one who we can speak of with good ranking on any of the necessary skills and attributes the MC needs. Some are at unmatched levels on one making none of the others matter. Some are average throughout all rankings but manage. However, the chiseled MC has a developed and high to extremely high mastery of every MC trait. Infinite7Mind, hailing from Union City, New Jersey, is just such an MC. His Mic Divine Vol. 1 is the triumph of an upcoming artist who has put every last ounce of preparation in the performance of this debut work.

While his intensity, focused fury and backing crew of Angelic Army, Azigalaw and Lyrical Ruckus, it all harkens back to the epitome of Jedi Mind Tricks and Killarmy ciphers, yet Infinite’s talent is more KRS-like in his ability to cleverly tackle any and all subjects, the obvious battle tracks uniquely presented, the expected storytelling with special detail and the most arcane of ideas shared.

Expert flow, cadence and wordplay is the norm throughout an album filled with battle verses of an epic lore, great choices on classic tracks to rhyme over and surprisingly refined work on the boards by Maleet, Black Famine and Righteouz Knight on the new backing cuts. The signature battle cut “Lyrical Attack” where we see best here that Infinite7Mind’s boasting has such vivid martial detail is repeated throughout. Yet where Inf excels most is on the endless subject matter. Whether speaking on the Cuban Revolution and its preservation and proliferation everywhere in deft Spanish verses on “Revolucion 2009,” the understood pain of his biological who didn’t bother on “Fallen Angel,” the amazingly applicable metaphysical insights on “Time and Space” and the superior duet with Azigalaw on Christmas for “Yule-Tide,” Infinite has so much more to explore in this offering making this mixtape a best of Infinite for the last ten years.

There are few artists appearing with actual teachings and insight to convey along with a perfectly delivered manner that reinvigorates the greatest vibe of the MC. With Mic Divine Vol. 1, Infinite7Mind is the best new artist of the year we’ve waited so long to hear from.

Indy Revolutions: August 2009

A-Alikes
The Hustler and the Hunted Pt. 3
www.a-alikes.net
www.myspace.com/aalikes

Today’s conscious MC is now known as an active MC. The greatest MCs have only once lived and survived the reality they speak of yet the conscious, righteous MC is expected to continue into the latest battles that they chronicle. Why? Because the shit is real, motherfucker! While all rappers and select MCs are no longer guaranteed eventual riches after being pressed on wax, the freedom fighting lyricist has and always will be on the frontlines. The Revolution is actually a fucking element of Hip Hop. So for the real G’s on the street and those fans outside of Fat Beats that meet, Boots of the Coup gotta teach the kids, Chuck D must be the redeeming presence, KRS the punctuating commentator, DPZ gotta be at the activist rallies and Gods’ and Earths’ parliaments, Immortal Technique is supposed to fund an orphanage in Afghanistan and A-Alikes are supposed to “FTP!,” document oppression and offer the street protocol, codes and honor precisely at all times.

And as they all do, A-Alikes continues making their content a daily way and ethic for dealing with this devilish society. The realness of the MC is required for greatness and since their first full-length, Live or Die followed by the official release, I Eat, You Eat, they show more definitive personas, dexterity and styles with the newest mixtape release, The Hustler and the Hunted, Pt.3. Playing like a full length album, with interesting sound clips, including the chronicling of Tupac’s bucking of two pigs, Ness and K naturally speak to issues of poverty, hopelessness, anger and frustration that have sadly been assumed irrelevant today. Revolution is not a gimmick but the word that focuses one on empowerment (“It’s more than just putting lines together like Revolution is more than just popping a cop top”). A-Alikes have the innate ability to offer the uplift from our degraded survival as oppressed Original people (Black, Latino, Indian, Asian, etc.) with a protocol of war, real ways to uphold one’s honor and a redefinition of manhood that includes taking care of the children or just…fucking caring.

The mixtape certainly shows a growth in delivery as in the rolling flow of “Do Your Time” or the stuttered pace of “A.R.T. (All Real Things), clever and insightful similes (“fake niggas move with no foundation like a mobile home”) being used over nothing but hard breaks and crisp snares. The featured cuts for their upcoming album, “Currency” and “Sirens in the Distance” with the resurgent Mos Def are great appetizers. Mixtapes today are often loosely designed albums of enticing filler for the next album. A-Alikes offer something a lot more and set up their Us Against Them LP right and exact.


Sha-King
Yellowseed
Classic 1824 Music
www.reverbnation.com/shaking
www.kizzlevision.blogspot.com

The MC of great power is one choosing to spontaneously represent his namesake(SHA-KING), show dem beards, make you pump ya fist and provide a headstart for all the poor peoples in the sacred land. What it is is an innate nature, something he’ll say is “inma bag” he’ll be choosin’ to pull out from interlude to interlude offering real change for a better 2morrow as this must be a new day to finally present for the Yellowseed. The Yellowseed for the Gods and Earths represent those Original brothers and sisters often of Latino descent or Asian descent. In hip hop’s history, the inflicted invisibility upon the particular Yellowseed, the Boricua, has been atrocious and taken a forum away from us that we earned in creating and refining.

It shouldn’t be any surprise that when we finally hear a Boricua on the mic, they are of a more tested and able caliber. With no margin for error, Sha-King, a brother known in his Pittsburgh community and on the web for teaching and building with the youth, offers a precocious album that shows insights and the deepest references from arcane insights to untaught history. On “Namesake” he brilliantly shows this raw fury with a stream of conscious flow that is filled with ideas to study on consecutive listens. “It’s like the script from Apocalypto/ we’re acting other than our ownselves/ cocking pistols even though we got potential I’m so powerful/ a nigga almost dropped his pencil/ I write like Peltier from prison on a lot of issues…”

Gneticz and DJ OSO aka Trama provide the majority of the beats to a more than satisfactory effect. There is refinement in the eqs, snares and live melodies that propel the verses. The intro and outro verses set a template for the tracks that are really, in the classic Ice-T mode, a forum for the MC. Still, Living Proofe shines in his appearances. Listening to Sha, there is the clear potential for growth in dexterity and flow while his content is already at an engaging level. Yellowseed is easily one of the better independent albums of the year.


Angel Eye
Eyewitness: The Mixtape
Classic 1824 Music
www.myspace.com/angeleyecali
http://www.imedinapeaceful.blogspot.com/

“Can there be more than 3 female MCs in one room without you trying to figure out the best one cuz only one is allowed to live and shine”

Pittsburgh is throwing away all the chips on their shoulder. Aside from the Latino, the only peoples more degraded and demonized in Hip Hop are the Original women. So while we may be angered by it, a female MC to come with the same anger in response without diluting her integrity, skill and necessary smoothness to destroy the savage indoctrination is very rare. So then the mixtape has its primary specialty, to present the raw and uncut, ascending talents of the said MC. That the vast array of styles and unique preparations of forums are offered to reveal the dynamic nature of the introduced MC.

Begin with an acapella to let loose on like “If My Microphone Could Speak Intro” where Angel Eye attempts to clearly state her issues, present the pros and cons and then definitively reveal what the female MC really is. But the intensity only increased with the rock grooves of “Go the Distance.” Then shifting to the dexterous, bounced flow of “Just A Thought,” the slow, stuttered vibe of “Whatever You Need” she then smoothly glides into maturing tales of “Pathways” and “Third Rock From the Sun” reveals the wonderful feminine traits of the supreme Original female MC, The Earth. An Earth from the Nation of God and Earth, Angel Eye is set to represent but it doesn’t constrict her subject matter or verbal scattering; rather, it offers a large palette to match her varied nature. Angel Eye easily recalls early Queen Latifah with more than the desire—but the need to express countless ideas in myriad ways and styles. While there is much for Angel Eye to develop and refine, these mixtapes project are a wonderful place to eyewitness her explorations and define herself as an artist.

“Wisdom is wise words, ways and actions…you gotta be swift and changeable. You gotta be able to say one thing five different ways to five different people. That don’t mean you lose the essence of who you are. That just means you know how to communicate…you know how to do what you need to do in any environment that you’re in.”


Peace,
Sunez

BLUE SCHOLARS

BLUE SCHOLARS, from Seattle, are the best MC/producer the last five years and only Madvillian (DOOM and Madlib) can challenge them. They are reminiscent of Pete Rock & CL Smooth precision and Gang Starr's principle. Geology, Filipino brother, has the dead prez ideology, a sincere daily blue collar detail. Sabzi produces with thick, layered drums surrounded by melodic beds of piano loops, vocal soars or blaring horns of choice. The Source never bore witness to their greatness but we should.
Peace, Sunez

RIP MICHAEL JACKSON

RIP
Michael Jackson suffered the contradiction of being supremely Black and Black being hated by the world. He was a true soul singer, a most incredible dancer and a singer of songs with much love for us &anger against hatred.
The only concrete evidence is that he was a grown kid at heart, suffered a difficult childhood of extreme expectations and had more power than any devil would ever want to allow.
Peace, Sunez

MANNY LIYES in Culebra

Peace to my brother, Manny Liyes, a great actor who will have his 3rd play in a row appear at the Village Voice Fringe Festival this August. Here is a short piece, Culebra, he performed for a one page play festival in April.

Peace, Sunez

LITTLE BEAR TALES: Mic Trippin'

The following stories/poems are for my lovely daughter, Luna Luz Allat.
Peace,
Sunez

Mic Trippin'

“I’m really sick, Poppy!”
“Awww, what’s making you feel sloppy?”
“But I’m so sick! I don’t know how I’ll get well quick.”
“Well here. Calm down and sip this water. Tell it to me all and don’t falter.”
“I’ll tell you all of it. No rocky skips cause I’m about to flip. Dizzy like I’m gonna trip. Stomach aching like it’s squeezed with a whip. And my head hurting!---Oh I think I’m gonna trip.”
“Hey, get a grip. Don’t mic trip! Iza will rub your tummy.”
“Okay. And she’ll make me something yummy?”
“Far from crummy, she’s no dummy. Anita Baker will play and it’ll make your day. Relax and tell me mores. Give me the tales on your sores?”
“In my class, way more than four, and a bit less than a score I thought I heard Jay say something about the play.
Went to Kimberly gingerly, ‘Hey, what’d Jay say about the play? Is it about the day or the way we say?’
Kimberly say, ‘Nothing’s astray with the play. No one has to pay to see our way.’
Then I wasn’t worried anymore ‘cause I thought we had to hurry some more.”
“Ok. So it’s all to the good.”
“No, I’m just starting to make it understood. Alex and Alexis cough and sneeze. They cover their mouths but did that make me weeze? Yamile saw my pen fall and I touched the floor after the wall.”
“To pick up the pen?”
“Did I get sick just then? The pen rolled on some dirt and stains got on my shirt.”
“Wash your hands regularly to prevent the hurt.”
“Right, Poppy. Being right I’ll more than copy. Some more to the fable, I think I messed up at the dinner table. Milk and meats aren’t holy treats but I still took that over the beets!”
“Well, milky eats and sweaty meats are trick treats but don’t sadden with defeat. Whatever was taken away can be added stronger today.”
“And did the remedies remedy when friends of me gave ‘em to me? Karla gave me lots of vitamin C and all the germs will flee. Selene gave me sanitizing wipes so I can swipe dirt away wise. More and more of your salad and ballad, working my qi and drinking white tea but I’ll still be ailing and wailing.”
“One last thing, the great song to sing, the only thing you’ll always need to always feed. Your mind is the bind for everything kind. Let it unblind the blind so you can master your fears. Let it hear the unheard so your heart does more than tear. Let it bum any dumb so you stay a blossomed plum. Only and always your thought will wrought all brought round you.”
“Thank you Poppy. I feel better.
Can we play too?”
“All of them to the letter.
I love you too…”