Ancestry, Community, Poetry
no longer shall i send love
i will hold it
along with you…
You hear a lot bout folks growing apart, but the story I’ve got is about the killing of a friendship.
Flash Fiction, Mental Health
I needed them to understand, before I became wholly unable to explain.
Flash Fiction, Poetry, Religion
I took in all the teachings of who I ought to be
He would make sure they all atoned.
Mental Health, Poetry
Now with new resolve I shake
that which once caused me to break
I know we’ve walked together through the same tumultuous realm.
Grief, Mental Health, Poetry
Thank you for being lime green in a world of muted colors.
how could i look anything but?
When you exist on the fine lines.