The larvae in my stomach aren't for show They crawl around inside and cacoon They hide away, and always say no They're intimate with your bright eyed swoon They know about your charm My stomach muscles clench from fear My...
[tabby title="Poet Bio"] Opinions like onions The word on the street Expressions of impressions Sometimes don’t come so cheep Openly flaunted Or with tongue in cheek A message in disguise Mailed blogged or in a tweet A picture posted with...
[tabby title="Poet Bio"] Until wombs die and wrinkles grow deep on their faces they’ll remain, children of the night, consuming flames till gentle smoke swirls from their lips, every time they breathe they’ll wear dreams in coded languages they’ll fail...
[tabby title="Poet Bio"] Oppression, poverty and struggle, Modern-day cutting-edge flourishes to the rubble. Often at day break lost in the jumble, And when the moon sets my idioms begin to mumble. Born from blunder, not once been cuddled. Shreds conceal...
[tabby title="Poet Bio"] Her suffering didn’t begin at birth Conception led to a world now forfeited Continuous, unbearable pain that would be bared for life Swimmingly stroking through poisonous toxics Strength and strife reviving the revolutionary that is her In...