the most revolutionary act i’ve ever committed was love for myself in a world that has destroyed black girls like me for eons, the best thing about a coloring book is all of the colors white, blue, black and yellow and without a color, the picture would be incomplete when did one color become less… Read on
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the dimmed sun awakened me as if i was woken by a storm to see the complexity of the vivid oranges and the blues as if i was a virgin to this sight but these oranges and blues were the definition of my curves and for the first time in forever, i have woken up… Read on
“An Ode to the Mailman” I’m excited to report, a new quarantine sport, the mailman and his transport. Wait until he or she comes around, And guess what’s waiting to be found. Is a letter from my friend, Unable to see each other again? Or is it the acceptance packet, From the college of my… Read on
History will remember this horrific year Full of agony and pain Pearl like tears streaming down faces Yet, like Avoxes, we can’t complain. Does the weariness of masks grow? As do the endless hunts for toilet paper? But if those problems are your greatest Take a look below your skyscraper. Just like forests recover after… Read on
I am from a busy place that I’ve never lived in a city that never sleeps I am from a village with one of the busiest cities in the world that no one has ever heard of I am from moving again and again from state to state rapidly and forever changing I am from… Read on
When I wear a mask, You may be surprised, To hear I’m like a spy in disguise. No longer petrified Of what they might see in me, I am covered, an invisible wannabe. I creep from shelf to shelf, Acting as someone other than myself, It’s a game for me to play, A single escape… Read on