Feeling loss Is a natural release. It is sorrow that flows effortlessly. To lose people who were never really your friends, Is like exfoliating dead skin; There’s still a little trauma Where the new flesh is slightly red and tender From it happening so suddenly and a bit roughly and all at once. My world... Continue Reading →
What does solitude look like? It looks like bluish gray fog in the early evening outside, And a pink lightbulb in an empty bedroom inside. It looks like a 6-year old cat slowly blinking at you only one time. What does solitude taste like? It tastes like a cup of black tea with vanilla soy... Continue Reading →
I thought I loved love. I liked how crazy it makes you. It’s thrilling and exhilarating, It’s frustrating and infuriating. You forget how important everything else is. It’s like a drug, Like how I imagine Coca-Cola tasted in the 1800s. When it hits you so good, You don’t want anything else anymore. I’ve never felt... Continue Reading →
Sankofa Virgo 