Tag Archives: money

the silly putty soldato

Posted on September 24, 2019 by dreads

I’m getting tired of having to lay low its been over a month since Bri was found dead.  The police ruled it a suicide and left it at that, I mean they interviewed all of us kids at school who … Continue reading →

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Dteam 6.22.19

Posted on June 22, 2019 by dreads

Being the south a broken down project on a hills Running into friends who spotted rivals. Not liking the odds we ran Cutting to walking in open market old black man being asked why he makes the food. He said” … Continue reading →

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craving

Posted on June 27, 2018 by dreads

sitting here thinking about our last time together and how it was. You were so satisfying to be near from your warmth to your sweetness,  I came in thinking you’d be a snack. to my surprise you’re a whole meal … Continue reading →

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journey

Posted on May 14, 2018 by dreads

this journey i’m on has ups and downs next to quite a few of my peers i’m on the up while next to others i’m definitely on the downs. money is not everything, but having enough to not be supremely … Continue reading →

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About last night

Posted on September 16, 2017 by dreads

You came by unannounced. Lucky for you my kid’s at a sleepover, you wanna sleepover. Looking over my shoulder you watch me cook dinner: meat & greens. The music reverberates across the walls. You hug me asking if we’ll ever … 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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Abandoned

Posted on January 13, 2016 by dreads

To those absentee people out there Careful about coming back in The wreckage The damage The wounds have closed Scabs are forming They’re not caring to get to know you. It was hard on you when it happened Life was … Continue reading →

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Inside my cell

Posted on October 29, 2015 by dreads

Trapped in realities More confined than a cell Held prisoner by desire for stability Taken captive by want of routine Freedom squandered on the ground Responsibility weighs down desire No anarchy for me Freedom is more expensive than dreamed The … Continue reading →

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How dare you

Posted on November 6, 2014 by dreads

How in the fuck are you hitting me up for rent I don’t even live there I mean damn You still owe me for last month. Coming out ya womb means I owe you love Not a financial crutch I’m … Continue reading →

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they say

Posted on January 19, 2014 by dreads

They say money can’t buy you love but have you ever tried to buy food with hope buy clothes with love have you ever put joy in the tank when was the last time struggle paid my insurance they say … Continue reading →

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