Rootz Of A Lost Bronx Child – Freewrite #38

Had to take a minute to sit down and reflect on my state of mind hoping I can get to know myself a little bit more. Because, as much as I love to write my heart away, my palms itch for some difference. Something to take my eyes away from memories I'm sick of replaying... Continue Reading →

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