I pick my life like glass from the floor Pretend that you love my body And I, your soul. We kiss and you tell me how I am real We walked into A pile of clothes That had flowers, I picked you like Lily from the edge of the bed That broke into a river… Continue reading Ghana Circa’24
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Tears like blood
In my head is madness Take me back to when It all began how I was conceived in pain So all I know is pain My eyes shut at The way my head Wants to explode over expectations that chatter on the floor Like glass, it burns My eyes, tears like blood Flowing down my… Continue reading Tears like blood
Know
They did not know, and they did not care to know.
Books on books and they didn’t see the need to grow
or feed their souls from starvation