Heart

Grown girl, you downed & drowned those false sensitivities, Constructed a door between your heart and the world. Guarded the very thing that was once one toned & fragile… Now a tapestry of different shades of red and ductile threads, handstitched together to mend and heal. There was a time when all were welcome. Now…

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The Last Supper

Enveloped in the scent of gardenia gardens & spiced apple pie was a handwritten note that read, “I promise you a night to die for.” Upon her arrival, he delivered as promised, With a noose around her neck. She wanted to love him. He wanted to love her. But if she was not going to…

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Black Female Privilege

There was a rancid stigma tiptoeing in the background; a populated injustice I had no direct evidence existed. It was by oath, visual and word by others that I’d come to learn of it. Never had it appeared before me in black and white; only in debatable greyish hints with specks of secondary colour. I’d…

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