the moon is my constant it never appears to change formed by collision she fills in an unexplained manner many a hit she secures the earth like a mother for… Read on
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“Is the wind silent? “ “Only when it blows softy!” These are the two phrases I hear spoken of me all the time, But how can you possibly know when… Read on
This poem, "Truth," is about not keeping things inside and “staying real” with yourself and allowing all of you to feel and think as you truly desire. Read on
In loving memory of Venery K. Morgan You are a warrior. The trunk of the tree that holds the branches together. The branches that produce leaves and bare such sweet… Read on
In order to quantify my love for Spotify, There’s not a singular reason why, It’s everything that happens and what it implies. Here’s my reason why, Why I have to… Read on
VOX ATL's Brian K. shares a personal poem about his relationship with his father. Read on
