FOR MORE A SOUL IN EROS

BY LE’VAR HOWARD

EROS.eros.eros…is

overwhelming one’s self with ruby

red skies, purple and gold lightning.

Flashing through piercing eyes open

to a great…sea. Overwhelming,

overflowing cup of red wine.

EROS, the Sweet.

EROS, the Honest.

EROS, the Passionate, the Pure, The Red, Ruby Red.

Peddles shed light to all Losssss…It corners

and hollows hearts. The wake. At the

wake those same hearts, once

hollow, will beat! Pounding to your

Galloping EROS is the freedom. Words

do not know. Deep within, feel

so much more alive, unapologetic,

aroused, assured, feel the pace of Red

clouds, and Gold air. EROS take me

with you on your rampage of Love.

Your run of Freedom.

Let me fill with

such excitement, embody my hunger that

I may breathe through your passion. Are

there wings to your temptation? Or do

you just fly? Do you ravage? Do

you devour your conquest? How many

Souls are chained to your Brigade? EROS.

EROS, the forward.

Onward, toward

nothing, but inward is the push.

EROS, the honest,

fill me

with this truth. I say again,

Strike true. Stride forward. | LH

LE’VAR HOWARD IS A PORTLAND, OREGON NATIVE. MOST OF HIS FAMILY COMES FROM GULF PORT, MISSISSIPPI, ATLANTA, TEXAS, AND OKLAHOMA. LE’VAR IS A FOUNDING MEMBER OF THE GROUND BENEATH US WRITING GROUP. HE TRACES INFLUENCES ON HIS WRITING TO HIS AFRICAN-AMERICAN HERITAGE.