poem

  • What’s good?

    It took me a long time to think for myself I thought being good meant agreeing with everyone and then…

    : What’s good?
  • On growing up

    I keep on thinking about teenage me, because sometimes it feels like I am still sixteen, and I know she…

    : On growing up
  • A plague on both your houses

    You have voted for violence, I have chosen rage, you are allowing for blood to line the streets of your…

    : A plague on both your houses
  • Thoughts on Ophelia

    And they call her mad, when she speaks her mind, god forbid a woman say anything, you’ll put her in…

    : Thoughts on Ophelia
  • Blue

    This is our American Tax Dollars at work, a pretty penny for the stormtroopers to hurt our friends, family, and…

    : Blue
  • Jamul

    I grew up in a place called Jamul There was a man who sold strawberries I still remember and a…

    : Jamul
  • Approval

    I spent so much time wanting your approval and the thing of it was you weren’t even worthy of mine…

    : Approval
  • Home

    The first home I ever had, I had to run from. My mom, my sister, and me got into a…

    : Home
  • Bitch

    But she called him a bitch oh no, the horror but he called her a bitch, she must have been…

    : Bitch
  • Good little soldier

    Aren’t you a good little soldier Marched, took your orders Took your orders Blood on the street because you followed…

    : Good little soldier