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A Letter to my Future Lover:

All I ask for is your love.

Comfort me when I am at war with my own body. I see battle scars, but you see patterns. 343 more words

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Social Leper

Getting sober again,
You kind of hope for a friend,
Who assures you this isn’t the end,
But only the beginning

Walking into the group you once called home, 72 more words

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Manhattan Bridge Observation

When riding along the Manhattan Bridge bike path,
Just as you reach the crest of the ridge,
On a sunny and clear day,
If you park your bike, 64 more words

Poetry

Day 1

Sobering up is hard,
Like kicking a football 50 yards,
Especially on the very first day

You cry out for drugs,
You scream because you can’t find the vodka, 108 more words

Poetry

A TRIBE CALLED RED & SAUL WILLIAMZ BRING ATTENTION TO #NODAPL AND THE FIGHT FOR FREEDOM IN NEW VISUAL FOR “THE VIRUZ” — Moorbey'z Blog

In a collaboration for the ages, ‘powwow step’ collective A Tribe Called Red combines indigenous singing and EDM with poetry by AFROPUNK alum Saul Williams for an unbelievable call to action for #N… 27 more words

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Sober

The first day is the hardest,
You do your best,
To not give into drinking,
Thinking,
That all you need is one

This time its different, 158 more words

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