Are We Related?

Plus, it explained why I was so much more attractive than the rest of the family.

Consequences

When I was fourteen or fifteen, I stole a motorcycle.

Proud Son

But it is hard to grow in your shade,
Privy to the mistakes you made…

Old Ways

An eye towards race, a judging view,
A binary concept of who should love…

A Hidden Family

We thought our childhood unique,
A dysfunction so truly rare,
Taught to listen not to speak,
The secrets we cannot share.

JaZzArt en València

Faith saved us from the savages that we were, losing faith makes us savages again

Suicide Squeeze

Often Misunderstood

A Struggling Author

My Journey with You

The Poetorium at Starlite

An Open Mic & Poetry Show

Sabrina Escorcio

Poetry and Prose

BLOSSOM READS

Cherish every moment

Rtistic

I speak my heart out.

Harley Reborn

♠️Rip It Up & Start Again♥️

UnderthePhilosotree

Connecting philosophy to the world around us

PoeticBelle by Srishti Mundhra

Dichotomy | Contrast | Life