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"I let the words form themselves, they flow through my veins from my mind to my hands. I write what I feel."
Anonymous

»A Southern Proverb«

May 25, 2020

You paint your face in pale shades, / Transform your skin, / Fake hair, / Fake nails, / Fake accent / Because you were told you are too black. / / Society convinced you do not fit in, / Yet from the ancestral origin, / You were born with the rising sun. / But you chose to settle in the west. / Adopted a life…  sign in to read more »


»Last Night«

Jun 11, 2019

I spoke to you today, / Though we vowed not to. / We just don't see eye to eye. / But... / Last night I had a dream, / It was vi…  sign in to read more »


»Before I dissolve«

Mar 19, 2018

Let me express myself through words. / One night my life shall end, the earth will open, / And the ground will swell, Only to preserve my bones. / / Before I dissolve, / Would I have achieved my all, / Enjoyed a life of mystery and cause, / Or drenched my time in effortless activities / That produced no…  sign in to read more »


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