A Dream, A Garden

Every morning I curl my hair and plan to take over the world,  yet I’m stuck in your imagery,  your paint and your pearls so you could win me over like oil burning crayons Every morning I plan to save these children yet when you yell at me I feel like a child-broken and crying … More A Dream, A Garden

A Letter to God

At 12 she was skin deep, she hated the clouds and their white glazes in the sky with seemingly false hope She cut her thighs, her arms and her worth  To tears, like Eve in 2007, she birthed lavender dreams and sexed out curiosities Lesbianism became a satisfaction cuz with a man she felt no … More A Letter to God