Too Much

By | September 20th, 2017|Categories: Them Poetic Flows|

There's not enough sage in the world to rid me of the evil that has engulfed my soul The spiritual rape that translated into the rape of my flesh since an early age and continued [...]


By | September 20th, 2017|Categories: Them Poetic Flows|

I want to rip this skin off and run to the nearest police station and tell them how I finally escaped my captor I want to tell them how I faught off the darkness that [...]

Close Call

By | September 20th, 2017|Categories: Them Poetic Flows|

I guess I just missed what It felt like to be held... To be held as ur breathe escaped ur lungs but ur spirit didn't have to panic cuz my kiss provided the air ur [...]

If Only He Knew How I Felt…

By | June 9th, 2017|Categories: Them Poetic Flows|

If only I could have told him. The prank he played on me with his friends was a reoccurring experience that dudes & their homeboys seemed to have. As if humiliating the fat girl & [...]

Please Tell Me I’m Pretty

By | April 18th, 2017|Categories: Them Poetic Flows|

  There was a time when all I wanted was a man to call me pretty. Now, I want a man to crave the essence of my soul, to miss the warmth of my spirit [...]

Suicidal Notes

By | November 3rd, 2016|Categories: Uncategorized|

I sit here on the beach at 7:21 pm on Tuesday, the first of November, and I contemplate my finale. I went to a consultation earlier today at the counseling center at school and my doctor was [...]