Writing My Escape Route #1 – Silhouettes Of War

Been at the library for the past couple of days,As it gives me a sigh of relief.A sigh of relief from sitting on my bedroom seat,Watching what an algorithm thinks I'm interested in without ever asking me… Just a few years ago,I was standing on my own two feet,On as many stages I can possibly... Continue Reading →

American Sin

Living for the present, Not a future, Where I don't exist, In the lives of my beloved... Don't want to be anywhere I'm not wanted. Spent too many nights under this roof crying over my faucet. Asking God why he didn't swing by every time I had lost It, As a prophet who was prompted... Continue Reading →

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