I count wanting to be wanted as one the ugliest feelings in the world
brown x bare.
I’ve been wondering what it means to be a woman today ‘cause the good book called curses when we danced with temptation.
but I mean, is it wrong that on a monthly basis a woman’s body is trained to carry pain? to drain the ugly inside her and tell it that it can’t live there anymore?
to go through the ache of labour all the while housing and nurturing the next presidents and world movers and men who’ll protect the next generation of women.
who’ll love them and treat them to a refuge that won’t lead to battles over affection.
or competitions over the very thing they are capable of creating for the next.
to be a woman is a test and I’ll be damned if anyone took such a title away at the breath of poor choices and pretenses when I’m still constructing sentences for all the ones who are sensitive to the fact that we are humans first.
CPT Jazz Fest. Yes.
'the outer world is so insane that once you find meaning, they think you are the insane one because they can't believe you'
English lecture today.
I love what I study.
don’t ask me what I look like in the darkness
sit still for too long, your own bones become cathartic
got me feelin’ like I’m tall, dumb, and ugly
make a home on the stage
where all of the people love me
"she’s so lovely, rappin’ about her broken
wearin her false lashes and hope that she gettin chosen
but that #10day done in one night.
there’s something that’s been a load on my heart. he tells me I actively seek chaos. that I aim to break, to make them fall and crave me and remember me for the sake of poetry.
I could not argue. and Shire had a point too in another work of hers. you think it’s cruel, I think it’s alchemy.
for the sake of poetry.