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I feel like that box cutter has legs It moved from pocket to nightstand yesterday I’ll take it back to work tomorrow Yesterday my chest
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I feel like that box cutter has legs It moved from pocket to nightstand yesterday I’ll take it back to work tomorrow Yesterday my chest
If my math is correct then if I write a thousand poems in my head the moment I think about killing myself then the thought
ain’t no music in the grave but the rattlin of bones the resonance of moans the silence. ain’t no films in the bottom of the
I walk into the place that I used to call home Embracing my mother for the first time in forever But the love doesn’t feel
P-r-i-d-e The only thing I’ve seen Besides lost dreams that can shrivel up like sweat drops Heart stops from slanged rocks Because growing up in
Willow When I first said I love you you smiled mimicked me and ran away. When you came back I dropped everything to hold your
steady six months of watching through the window but it’s hard to see through my reflection the world passes by i hoped to stop it
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Nathan Wallace is the 2019-2020 Atlanta Youth Poet Laureate. In such a short amount of time, he has become an integral part of Atlanta’s poetry
Dear Black Girl The skin that you were put in at birth was made from the purest chocolate and honey in the world Don’t let