Monthly Archives: May 2017

Why now

Posted on May 31, 2017 by dreads

You came home with blood under your nails.  A name on your lips  Juices coating your thighs. You came home to me with empty hands & a half broken heart Pockets full of dirt.  On my feet you lay  Weeping … Continue reading →

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hands up

Posted on May 22, 2017 by dreads

it starts on my block with my friends it’s a normal day of fun, games, grilling and chilling we’ve been sipping, someone on the block is sparking they put it in the air, I’m sure we smell like it. up … Continue reading →

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letter from my silent voice

Posted on May 18, 2017 by dreads

my hands hurt the second joints mostly on my left hand I’m irritable in a whole new way more restless than usual. What’s this new driving force in my system. why now am I feeling this utter contempt for my … Continue reading →

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Bust it

Posted on May 9, 2017 by dreads

beats are hot Girls are too  I see you with that shot  Damn  I’m jealous of a glass  Way you grip it & sip it. I mean damn  I motion you over  Oh shit here you come  Wish I had … Continue reading →

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