Stop celebrating holidays
that aren’t a part of your
culture. You’ll ruin the real
essence of the tradition.
How Poets Say Goodbye
When it is time
I will be done with
all I have
to say in this world.
All you will have of
me
is the writings I left
behind.
Psst Listen
Creating your art
through the lens of others is sabotage
of the self.
Did You Hear?
Zainab Amin
Today a country
mourns the blood that was spilled
today
Of a young girl.
Disappear
RIP Rashawn Brazell
They come in smiles
and call themselves friends of yours.
Careful, of devils.
1993
R.I.P. Jennifer Ertman and Elizabeth Peña
Friend, I rather die
than live, knowing I could’ve
helped you but didn’t.
Love Me Hard
My bruised face will heal
but my heart is breakable
handle me with great care.
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Come love, and let this journey of
o
u
r
love
take
flight so even the
gods
could envy us.
Earth’s Daughter
How can you not love
the melanin the gods of Earth have
blessed me with? Even the sun was
jealous it couldn’t pierce through me.
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Its any wonder
that when it rains
it washes the pain away to.
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Didn’t mean to– and no this isn’t a sorry. I wasn’t trying to come off like
that, rude. I–It’s just, connecting is really hard, especially when you feel
alone. I didn’t stop trying though, maybe not hard enough. See, I use to think I
was afraid of connecting to people, now I’m just scared of them leaving. Why
wasn’t the connection strong enough to stay?
— Day Sibley
Untitled Ninety-seven
In between your legs
like a bee sucking nectar
from a flowers fruit.
