Target Audience
Talk what ya know bruh.
Talk what ya know bruh.
Talk what ya know bruh.
Talk what ya know.
You aint talkin’ to these
Young bucks
about where they aim
their guns.
We are not having dialogue
about these things.
You have never offered an
Alternative,
You’ve oversold a narrative,
And now we sitting here
Holding hands,
and plucking at violin strings.
Talk what ya know bruh.
Talk what ya know.
We not talking about
how people are having conversations
they ain’t invited to.
How the illustrations of
their character makes for Prime
Time television.
Makes for better music selections.
Especially when he finally pulled up to light,
Daaaaaaaaamn Man.
Recognized buddy who killed his cousin
in the intersection,
Come oooooooon Man.
Rolled the window down and emptied 5 rounds.
The music was so loud,
eyewitness say they
Only heard 3.
Nooooooooooooo Man.
Pigeons took flight
off power lines.
Carrying his soul up
To the skyline.
Two days later,
The Uncle of the deceased
ends both their lives,
at a jackboy light.
sooooooooooooooooo,
Talk what you know bruh.
Talk what you know bruh.
Talk what you know.
Gone head with them platitudes.
Go Follow the paper trail.
You'll see how those hollow tips,
landed in the apartments.
Compliments of Miami Dade County Police department.
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh Maaaaaannnnn.
You can’t tell who the feds are,
When they are masked as community servants,
handing you a deal only the devil
can offer.
That Desert Eagle to replace the need for talking.
An AK for your family’s survival.
When death is always a street light away
Don't it look like a benediction.
Don't it seem romantic.
There’s more brothers out there,
that got away with killing other brothers,
than there are brothers,
who were able to dodge a misdemeanor.
Soooooooooooooooooooo,
Talk what you know bruh.
TALK WHAT YOU KNOW BRUH.
TALK WHAT YOU KNOW BRUH.
TALK WHAT YOU KNOW.
And then go,
and talk,
to them.
About Arsimmer
I am a poet/Spoken Word artist who has been practicing for over a decade. I’ve worked diligently on my craft and style and would like to accomplish having my work published in community driven initiatives.
My work is centered around my experiences growing up as a girl child in Miami, Florida. My city, like any other, has a unique culture that is so potent it influences how people approach life, violence, race relations, love, and ambitions. The Dialect, locations, & histories of my world are the tools I’ve found to help me streamline the stories I tell in my work. Music is the base of my being and song writers were the first poets I was introduced to. My music gumbo ranges from Angel Bat Dawid, to Cat Stevens, to Da Baby. But my drug of choice is funk & 70’s soul R&B. I incorporate the glide, meter, & cadences, of the music in my poetry. It makes the work feel like a story that has existed long before it reached me. I make it a point to speak in my voice, and I as I would if I were speaking to a comrade in my home. I do this so that the youth that I educate, and the community I serve, understand the authenticity in their voices and the beauty of their own stories.
I am currently working on a collection of poems paired with visuals, which will illustrate my own story of undergoing a divorce, becoming a single parent, and becoming a survivor of mental and sexual abuse, all amidst the Covid-19 pandemic, the continuous murders of black bodies, and the traumatizing unsettling shift in our nations political & social climate.
I have recently been commissioned to submit a piece to the Kitchen Table Literary Arts Center. The Center’s new exhibition will feature original pieces which are to be created via the exchange of works by visual artists with writers. The work of the writer will serve as a muse to the work of the painter, sculptor, photographer, etc. and vice versa. My poem “In Us”, which is my personal account of dealing with depression and generational trauma, was published in Venice Magazine’s Summer 2020 issue, both online and physical (https://venicemagftl.com/in-us/).