Nightfall in Ferguson
There must be a million Mike Brown’s–
old ones, young ones, red ones, brown ones,
black ones, white ones,–
working, walking, running, living, 94 more words
3 days, 7 hours
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When the world haggle senselessly,
Stoning themselves with hatred endlessly,
I simply laugh continuously.
They fail to see my beauty
They fail to see my work. 187 more words
valeries grocery list
a little small film on little poetic moments I have.
poetry is something I always come back to after wandering around for a while…
photography and poetry. 146 more words
1 week, 4 days
My strength comes From Him. I am a branch, a channel of His life.
He’s the one from whom my peace flows.
His is the one whose breath my spirit breathes. 119 more words
4 weeks, 1 day
Go Within or Go Without
Inhibiting the expression of my thoughts.
Suppressing the true desires of my heart
This has been my reality for far to long
I paused, I thought, I scribbled, yet silence still engulfed me. 123 more words
1 month, 1 week
We are all citizens of the world
Fitting in: an art I have never mastered.
1 month, 3 weeks