My Mother’s Body Was a Question Mark
My mother’s body was a question mark. I am unsure if I am the answer that followed. My mother’s body
Tag: poem
You Were Loved That Much
A discarded headline, a byline, a whisper your voices are barely audible I strain my ears to hear your truth
Brown Girls: We too, can love deeply
When I say, he can keep his future with his awkward white girls I know I don’t think white girls
Reclaim the Warrior 