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Small Talk and Strange Conversation
(this is bunch of word barf that I came up with but i wanted to post something:)
We make small talk and strange conversation
in the glow of the subway station. -
Growing Up
When did
my greedy paws
start feeding my brother and sister?
When did
my elders fables
revamp from boring to brilliant?
When did
I stop wailing to the world -
So This is Your Life
So this is your life now?
Like a pill? Hard to take and even harder to swallow?
Sharp like a blade and quick to draw blood?
Blood red like your harsh lipstick that burns in the light? -
Louie and the Boy
Louie saw the boy walk up the bayside towards him. Not this little shit again he thought. All Louie wanted was some peace and quiet by the bay, but this kid had to swoop in and disrupt him every damn day. -
The Hood: An Ending
Dark skin.
Dreadlocks.
So. Much. Blood.
Inspired by the book Punching the Air by Ibi Zoboi and Yusef Salaam
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Moving On Act 2
The bright lights hurt my
eyes, I feel colder without
your warm, sweet smile.
Loves
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the last day of march
Mud mingling with snow mingling with dirt,
the remnants of red nail polish from
Valentine's Day,
how has it lasted so long?
The sun a hot fiery ball over the cloud-speckled horizon,
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Haiku: Melting Snow
light eternity
The constilations cradle
The winter beyond
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