Today's piece is more of a statement than prose or a poem. There aren't many rhythms I can think of this very moment. All I can think of is escaping from a family that has lost its mind in ways I never thought would happen growing up as a lonely kid in the South Bronx.... Continue Reading →
Jealousy Isn’t Pretty – Day 32, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
Jealousy has a strange way of showing itself.A scoff.Eyes rolled.Sometimes held internally without anyone ever noticing,Maybe,Even an assault!But,No matter what form it manifests in,I still smile at the end of the day while I thank God for my blessings.How I no longer am a slave inside a train of smoke bound to crash.How I'm no... Continue Reading →