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All is well.  In my life of literature and living that is.  I’ve had an incredible year thus far with working on a television show, writing and acting. Very exciting!


Now we are in the fall already… I have mixed emotions about that.  Summer is my favorite time of year. Or honestly, it may be that I enjoy the daylight savings time frame.  But with winter I have to be mindful of my moods. I lose energy, I lose ambition and drive. I’ve never identified it as depression but it could be.

So like always, I am working on my favorite project to date! (I say that for all of them 🙂  This one started as a new collection of short stories but it may be considered a novel. You know how things take a life of their own once you begin them? That is what this project did and I am so excited to share it with the world.

I look forward to reconnecting with my blog world friends. It’s been awhile! Stay tuned and I’ll be hanging around your pages as well.

love, nskies

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Sister SOS (Inspired by Kathleen Cleaver)

She’s heard more eulogies than poetry so I wrote this for her.

Amidst the sips of licorice tea, I asked her
“what would she do differently.”

She replied she’d “love as fearlessly as she fought
take more time,
soak the greens instead of rinse ’em”
research his heart as she did antiquity.

She truly believed that for years she had a melody
but never a song
no vibration
no balance
“conquer your souls duality” she told me
the world is depending on you to love
surrender, Sister.

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Nikki Skies, ©2007 Published in anthology of “His Rib: Stories Poems & Essays by HER” by Penmanship Publishing Group

20 Reasons We Love “REBEL”

Being a woman is not a story, we cannot be placed as non-fiction on your shelf
It is a movement
a dance
an expansion of bones.
being a Woman is a lesson in astronomy.
cooking chili is a recipe and then it is done
being a Woman is not a story.
We are not dialogue to be used in moving a plot forward
We are more than fixtures in the home after work and school
We hold more than bedtime consultation sessions
We are not chili to be written as a recipe and then close the book once the dish is done.

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And this is what “Rebel” is about

      1. She is beautiful hairstyles and more
      2. She has impeccable taste in good looking men and more
      3. She is fearlessly learning the tango in predominately male environments
      4. in a home life with a father and brother to the military to the police force
      5. She is showing the peculiar walk of being African American in America
      6. the tightrope performance of being a Woman with self determination
      7. She speaks the language where

    “Im ok”, means terrified
    “And I’m good”, means I’m paralyzed
    but She makes it look like manicured oak trees on an antebellum tour

    8. She’s a mixture of Big Mama with a Ph.D. in Street Knowledge
    9. demanding that profit in death precedes her brother, not with or after

  1.          /his slain will not be in vain / this can’t be another Emmett Till / another                        Medgar Evers / another Oscar Grant
  2. we now know when we refuse to be silent
    10. we shut down freeways! block bucks that drench downtown power
    we raise bail money for the forgotten
    we move our stories from the page to the stage
    from minors to the big leagues
    we make everyone Say Her Name
    We tittie to mouth our babies at the pews on Sunday and at tea time on Monday
  3. We hold writers accountable to tell our truths / color our beauty, litter her with life

    11.  And they show Her allowance in letting Her body being pleased
    12.  Her occasional leisure in blowing trees to the wind

    being a Woman is not a story that is non-fiction and simply closed.

  4. This show insists we talk about
    13. care for the elderly
    14. the vulnerability of our Veterans
    15. homophobia
    16. when children become the parents
    17. when being black is stronger than blue
    18. when being black is stronger than making green
    when right is stronger than wrong
    19. when persistence forces police lieutenants to make night calls
    knocking on doors like parental phone calls after 9pm / humbling
    20. We love Rebel because she fights like            the race of stretch marks across once raised wombs
    She fights like lightening stripes, thunder bolts and tiger claws
    She is full of mistakes but not abandoned from perfection.

    If you haven’t seen “Rebel” you DO WANT TO BINGE WATCH the series before the finale on Tuesday.  The finale is an edge of the seat 60 minute ride! Go to BET.com for episode information.

SHE CHRONICLES: “I Am” by Susan “Spit-Fire” Lively

I am…
grace and beauty sublime,
love and life refined;
one with body, heart, and mind.

I am…
triumph over great odds.
I am all the love there ever was;
every good thing ever done.

I am …
the sex and passion and heat,
in every man’s dreams;
soon you’ll know what I mean.

I am…
civic obligation,
motherly negotiation,
and wifely adoration.

I am…
an intellect so sharp and keen,
truly the toughest player on the scene;
with thoughts so crisp and new and deep.

I am…
strength and honor and pride.
I am the light emanating inside.
I am what it means to truly be alive.
I am woman…

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SHE CHRONICLES: “Nana, Mother, Love” by Susan “Spit-Fire” Lively

When I think of you, my Nana, I think of…
nature’s smiling spring blooms,
good food cooking in a warm room,
life over-flowing from floor to rafters,
the things that I’ll recall forever after.
Because when I think of you, my Nana,
I think of family, joy, and laughter.
You see, I was the precious clay in your hands,
and you gave me the best gift when you said
that I had your heart.
When you died, I felt my world come apart.
A woman unlike any other,
for there could never be another,
like the lady who taught me
how to live, how to love – Nana, Mother, Love
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Susan “Spit-Fire” Lively is a poet, spoken word artist, producer, photographer, educator, and activist from Belleville, IL. Co-organizer of “100,000 Poets & Musicians for Change – St. Louis” since its inception in 2011; Susan also produces the series’ “First Bloom” and “Women For Peace”, and co-produces the “Dia de los Muertos Fiesta”.  In 2016 she became an Officer of Urb Arts’ Executive Board. In January of 2017 Susan produced the St. Louis leg of the international event “Poets & Musicians Against Trump” (with co-producer John Blair).

Lively’s been featured on “Literature For The Halibut”, “The Arts with Nancy Kranzberg”, the “Healthy Living Program” and PBS’ “Living St. Louis”. She has taught spoken word and creative writing at Confluence Academy, Foster and Adoptive Care Coalition, and for the Nine Network and St. Louis Fringe. Susan’s work has been published in “Static Movement”, “Postcard Shorts”, “Head To Hand”, “The East St. Louis Monitor”, “The PEN”, “Chance Operations”, “Drumvoices Revue 20th Anniversary Edition”, “SIUE News”, “Big Bridge“, “No Vacancyand the social justice anthology “Crossing the Divide“.

https://www.facebook.com/#!/SPITFIRE365
Instagram.com/Susan_SpitFire_Lively

SHE CHRONICLES: Petru Viljoen

Thus she was found:
scraping salt from her cheeks
with an open blade
working towards the
open throat looking on
with reckoning, bloodshot eyes.

Such, such intention
she was (able to) made to harness

By whom? … you may well ask

She was made to harness such
intention,
step by step up
a tall mountain
one foot exactly
in front of the other …

you haven’t said thank you … She froze.

from deep
the shriek was fetched,
strident rising outrage
screaming cadence.

Crashing up through
slabs of concrete silence
sustained sound relentless
growing roaring, howling;
the very earth, appalled,
doubted its foundation.

The bear by now awoken
bristled, bellowed its outrage;
a crescendo,
the very air felt threatened
of being rent.

the woman at its throat – the bear …

have mercy …

the mountain shook
her soul who heard
the call and rose, persisting through its
rise abating softly, softly rising
insistent, illuming,
until she heard,
and let it go.

SP Petru

My writing career started when I started blogging, now some six years ago. Some of my work has been published online by Ink in Thirds, Praxis and in an e-book by Carpe Diem Haiku Kai. Dverse Poets recently con&rmed two of my poems will be included in an anthology due to be published in the near future. – Petru Viljoen

with no interruptions

I’m not there yet but
maybe one day.
I’m talking about the pink ribbons and all.

For right now,
I’m going to allow
myself to feel what I feel.

A part of the reason a lot of folks didn’t know…
I didn’t want my thoughts to be interrupted anymore than what they already had been.
I didn’t want your love to inform my experience.
If it taught a lesson I wanted to learn. If it hurt I wanted to cry.

I wanted silence.

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See, my moon is in Cancer and my sun is in Leo
so when I go in my shell it’s with roaring determination

and some days I couldn’t sit
cause the infusions made my chest feel
like heavy clouds were moving through them
and some days I couldn’t stand

cause the neuropathy numbed my toes

and I didn’t know they wouldn’t bend
until I tried to walk one day / and fell.

and some days I would just
close my eyes
cause my nervous system was so jacked up
my eyes twitched until
I had a piercing headache.

I wanted silence.

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