My Escape As I look through the reflective glass I think I think of all the pain it’s caused me I think of how my thoughts have overpowered the true image I could see The obsession over how I looked kept running through my mind So I did too I ran to get slimmer I… Read on
Poetry / all
missing a word with so many different meanings a feeling you’ll never get back you will forever carry it in your heart but in the end it will fade away in the moment you sit and wish it would last forever until. it doesn’t. you think about how it was trying to relive the moment… Read on
Beauty, I’ve learned, must never be rushed Nine months are required, at least Beauty can’t be bought, no matter what is said or seen For then, beauty becomes a replica of something else And wonder is the root of beauty; effortlessness is its voice Some people are blessed with the gift of beauty from the… Read on
What would it take For a voice like mine to be heard For a body like mine to be respected For my potential to be seen In ignorance Society has defined who I’m supposed be An illusion as to what a woman truly means It’s barbaric if you ask me The world has grown foolish… Read on
Friends, there is a miracle for praise to be! For the Goddess of Justice can finally see! With the balancing scales in her right hand, Will my people finally be able to stand? I think of all of my killed people, six feet under they are found, Justice not delivered to them, because of the… Read on
I dreamt of my Harlem Renaissance, but in elementary school, we split crayons. I moved, got into the bougie school Where they talk to me about struggle, but do they know strife? Have they been sung to sleep with the sounds of gunshots at night? Have they cried about policemen? Or wondered IF the bills… Read on