Freewrite #11: Happy To Be Cursed!

Some mornings don't call for you to sit and conjure rhymes,Coming from the darkest corners of my mind.But,It's a rhythm insisted upon me to rekindle a vision I lost deep inside of an Abyss,I was formerly accustomed to...It's a curse that I'm happy to be gifted.Writing a line,Lining my intentions!With what I'm supposed to Be...A... Continue Reading →

There’z A Bulb Inside Of That Abyss

I have a crepuscular soul, Some would say. Dim, By so many natures. Yet, Light is still seen within every corner of my Horizon... Most lay imprisoned within their own Darkness. Whether or not they call it New York City, A concrete jungle, Or, Their own hearts and minds... I. Just. Refuse to do so.... Continue Reading →

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