“It is, as of yet, unformed. Nevertheless, the droplets are pooling together in the hallow places living has eroded into my soul; a soul that questions the limits of its humanity.”


Infrequently Asked Questions

Who is Rahk?

Simply put, Rahk is the first syllable in my name, Rakeem. The spelling suggests the preferred pronunciation. Rahk is a name that other men gave me out of some form of partnership as either mentor and mentee, father and son, or brothers/close friends.

In my 29th year, I took ownership of this name given by young and old men I respected, for it is not a name I initially identified with, though I always answered to it when invoked. In 2018, I decided to invoke it myself, first, as a character in a collection of poems that tell the story of a child and his mother, then, as an obscure vision of a hopeful literary masterpiece entitled “Rahk’s Water”.

What Do You Mean By “Obscure Vision”?

“Rahk’s Water” is, at this very moment, a concept that explores the intricate notions of masculinity and femininity from a specific, yet hopefully universal, perspective. Consisting mostly of poetry arranged as unconventional conversation, “Rahk’s Water” is less about the possession of the vital element known as water and more about it’s doubtless necessity.

Ideally, this particular collection of poetry would best serve audiences as a live experience featuring committed performers and powerful voices. The vision for this impending masterpiece is remarkably clear as far as its presentation, but not so much about its contents. This is where rahkswater.com comes into play. The author has to start somewhere.

What Does Water Have to Do With Anything?

Water exists in many forms and it moves in different states, but it’s chemical components do not change. Water is the elixir of life, yet too much of it can destroy. From gazing across the ocean to dodging puddles to the sweat that cascades down our bodies after a workout, water moves us and without it we cannot live. To the author, poetry is comparable to water in that many of us mere humans literally could not live [happily] without poetry’s existence in our music, religious texts, history books, and especially in our communication to ourselves and our loved ones.