Tag Archives: blood

Alt History: the fight

Posted on December 17, 2021 by dreads

Putting up the equipment post practice excited for my senior prom. I love being around you especially when we are throwing. I love watching you even when you beat yourself up about the most trivial things. I’m talking to the … Continue reading →

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we must do better

Posted on January 18, 2021 by dreads

It’s time to go, I have malice in my heart that only blood will fill. Hatred is consuming me tearing me apart. My heart is breaking under the weight. I’m graying prematurely This situation only underscores the reality I know … Continue reading →

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What’s the number

Posted on February 26, 2020 by dreads

“Get the jumper cables, the towel and the water.  He’s going to tell us everything or he’s telling us nothing.” Is what I heard in the dark “Hood off!!!” an unknown voice shouted “Mr. Stevens, whats the combination to your … Continue reading →

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Family Secrets

Posted on September 11, 2018 by dreads

See here is the thing, you came into my home unarmed with this wild idea that you. Little fucking you could take me out by yourself.  Did you see yourself suspended upside down over the pool full of piranhas or … Continue reading →

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Tonight

Posted on September 26, 2017 by dreads

I’m at a friend’s house, my dad dropped me off for a sleepover I’m 16 these kinds of things are arbitrary. I agreed to go because since mom died dad’s been dealing with this woman who he says I’ll meet … Continue reading →

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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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Last thoughts 

Posted on April 23, 2017 by dreads

I was here with you In our space  The 1st time place we ever made love. I mean the place your maidenhead spilled on my bed.  I look at the walls & see the holes we left.  I see my … Continue reading →

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Poisoned 

Posted on February 7, 2017 by dreads

My perception of you is that of savior You gave me a gift  A life not wasted on others interest nut instead yours/mine I mean ours.  You call me your love but perceive me as less than you.   Last … Continue reading →

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Broken crowns

Posted on March 27, 2016 by dreads

Sit back and reflect Think of the Queens you’ve hurt The false testimony you’ve leveled The untruths you’ve aimed at that crown Did her light scare you? Did you try to control her? Did you create fears in a queen? … Continue reading →

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Reality

Posted on February 18, 2016 by dreads

The reality in this fantasy realm is hard to bear. Strangers hit nerves deep in me The blood drips out Like a broken faucet My heart shines through My pain overfills my mouth Overflowing my emotions The pain realer than … Continue reading →

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