I long to see you grow into a man, not restricted by the pain of your father's name. Not misconstrued by the color of your skin having to...

Lord, I can't live without you... When I breath in, the air that infiltrates my lungs is not enough to sustain me, the sun that shines...

Littered with the regret that I could become reduced to a disposable stain on society's skirt. kicked aside with the stench which alludes...

Who am I without the fantasy that I could make you love me the way I remember in every fairytale, molded my mind to project

with patterns of unflattering, reflections of myself- lessly wanting to change, but flawed within the very fabric of my existence. Frayed

Like a seed, despite being surrounded by the 'concrete' of my circumstance, I somehow held the promise of growth and beauty deep, perhaps in

We Choose Life Murdered Child Words spoken formed life into the womb. blood stains ooze from the vessels meant to produce Life,...

Just listen to the thunder's praises through the tempo-ed sound of the rain echoing across every surface it touches to wash away any...