For The Scribes
They treat us like animals
Then crucify us
When we are angry
We are not the guilty ones
Our murderers walk free
And we are supposed to not be angry… 71 more words
2 days, 20 hours ago
A Woman I Saw Once.
I learned to love her
in spite of of the empty spaces she very often found herself in over the past three years. 263 more words
6 days, 19 hours ago
For the sun, but also for me.
In so many ways, you are very much like me.
Helping plants and seeds grow.
Shining your light upon the dark places. 170 more words
2 weeks, 4 days ago
BRO, YOU BE LIKE STARS.
THEY SAY BLACK IS AN ABSENCE.
HOW? WHEN YOUR DREAMS SHINE. 110 more words
I mean, this one did. I turned it over and over again, like stones in water, finding things that glimmered and caught the sun. But there never felt like a real sense of cohesion. 220 more words
1 month ago
Miscellaneous Thoughts of A Millennial
Last week I was able to get some time with my lovely tattoo artist George and get this thigh piece started! To begin, I got a watercolour seaturtle which I had been wanting for so long!! 141 more words
1 month, 2 weeks ago
Everything to Nothing
All we are is mud and I don’t always feel dirty
With the caked dirt falling from off of my hands
I am falling off of myself… 290 more words