Didn’t I…

I

He wasn’t appreciated much most artist ain’t.
With his fur collar, pimp stroll—hair slick back
slick mouth…know how make yo hips move
put you in a mood, where you don’t wanna to
get out of yo feelings.

II

We all wanna secretly just feel somethin
call it love unappreciated
something unjust.
We live in a world where we’re too damn
stubborn to love.

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Something Like That

My mother says I need to get out more

stop confining myself in the space of

four white walls mistaken for comfort

but this is what I call safe.

You’re the Real MVP

I have opened myself to being

vulnerable—and I thank you.

For teaching me to swallow the

good and the bad.

You have taught me too be brave

at everything I do.