Poetry has been my life for as long as I can remember. It's the only other thing besides my daughter that makes sense to me most days.
I Want To Name You
I want to name you my beyond child Because you will reach so high that there, the light always touches, so that even in the darkest of places you will always see a future in being You
Isn't it funny how art
Isn't it funny how art most imitates life when a body is being drained of it (Hanif Willis-Abdurraqib "The crown ain't worth much")
Why Am I Back
Imagine seeing the exit ramp and immediately your anxiety takes over as to welcome you back to your birthright when you see your memorable street sign
Long before there were iPhones there was a world separated into three parts. There were people who lived at the top of the hills, people that lived at the edge of the sea, and the people who lived at the bottom of the ocean. The only thing keeping everyone connected was said to be hidden in a brown box.
If a gift comes unwrapped is it still a gift. If a sentence goes unread does the story still make sense. Does standing inside make it warm even though there's ice on the windows.
You put me in a dress when I was 2 and called it MY CHOICE You say nothing about my light up spiderman shoes You say little girls like dolls and this and the other
Talking To The Moon
I don't have time today, I want to remember when your face was as memorable as my hands I want to go back to when reaching for you was the hardest thing I had to do because if I reached far enough I knew I would always find you
You say I know you but I have no idea what you’re like in your own head If we went to a party I wouldn’t know where you would rather stand is that why you let the crowd take you