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… Read on
Poetry / all
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… 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… 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… 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… Read on
During winter a Flower bloomed White and pure just as you’d assume She was told to keep her nectar to herself As one day bees would be fighting over her… Read on
