A South Bronx Lie

Vanilla skies while driving through the Highway. Crossbronx. An express way right into the darkest Cave I have ever known to exist after suffering an onslaught, Of whips, Fists, And lips opening for loaded tongues rolling shots towards you, Off the tip... Bullets fired from the tip of the morning. Father missing, His presence? I've... Continue Reading →

The Phone Call I Never Wanted To Make Pt. 1

'So young! But, I didn't know what I was looking at. Bodies rotting right around me without looking back! Because, Both of my eyes cried, Yet, No pain was felt as I tied my hair and made sure to urgently call the FDNY...' I, Just kept it pushing. Only guard on site that cared enough... Continue Reading →

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