Tag Archives: truth

Cycling On

Posted on October 17, 2023 by dreads

1st time I remember this situation was Rebecca at kingsmont, that story appalled me. I couldn’t do anything with what I’d been told. I was too young, too far away, too naive. I saw this situation again in college, I … Continue reading →

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Redemption

Posted on December 30, 2019 by dreads

There used to be a time when, When I’d drink like a fish Fuck everything that walked by Fought people like my life depended on it “What happened?” I stopped running away. All of those were a distraction from my … Continue reading →

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creative

Posted on November 26, 2018 by dreads

See I have this thing I do when I get bored/angry/upset/horny/happy or add emotion here.  I write, I enjoy fashioning my words into post/stories/poems/reads or rants/ it’s fun to me. Thank you for being here as I focus my mind … 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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Lonely but authentically myself

Posted on January 14, 2018 by dreads

Over the years I’ve had to come to terms that being real can lead to me being alone. But here is the thing about being authentic. It means that I gotta admit to wanting you around more than a few … Continue reading →

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years lost

Posted on July 31, 2017 by dreads

see I’ve had this job for over 10 years. my resume reads “since my 1st work permit” but in truth since I was 3 I’ve toiled in this field. Across the board people are harder on me across the board. … Continue reading →

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last call

Posted on June 29, 2017 by dreads

these voices aren’t yours no matter how much i scream. these hands will never feel like yours, even as they grip me these lips on me can’t be as sweet as you no matter the number of kisses left on … Continue reading →

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The little heart that could

Posted on June 12, 2017 by dreads

Thinking about you is something I rarely do. It’s been close to 10 years & I’m still here reviewin your case. It hits me like bricks that it ended with your hits.  You said you liked me Respected me  Celebrated … 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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Perfection

Posted on April 24, 2017 by dreads

Your mother named you Michael But I call you perfection Your 6’5 frame rivals my own Where I’m soft your hard Chiseled out of warm wood and clay You’re a wonder to be hold You said your perfection I told … Continue reading →

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