Hello everyone, I know it’s been a while since I posted, but I thought I would update you that I’m getting into photography and recently had some photo published in Royal Rose.
Tag: Poem
Didn’t I…
Dorando
I
He wasn’t appreciated much
most artist ain’t.
With his fur collar, pimp stroll—
hair slick back
smooth mouth…know how make yo hips move
put you in a mood,
where you don’t wanna to get out of yo feelings.
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.
Bad Mind
Trying to take refuge in a body
waring itself to live
with a mind getting too comfortable with death
your tongue clutching onto survival.
?
Sitting in empty
thinking how I just
want to be enough
for you, a place to call
whole.
Western Holidays
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.
Untitled One-hundred
Come love, and let this journey of
o
u
r
love
take
flight so even the
gods
could envy us.
