This one feels unfinished, but I think it's unfair to hold things in until they're perfect. My standard of perfection I've had for my work has prevented me from sharing things for 23 years. When gun violence hits close to home and you type into your phone on your train ride back to your apartment … Continue reading Crown Heights
felt your hot breath and your tears falling to my chest as we feared together, things to come. i sat quietly, your arms around me, with lightbulbs in my head turning on. thinking when we're old, if we make it there... i don't believe in promises, but this i swear: i know you'll love me … Continue reading year one, the poem.
I am worth more than a failure. I am worth more than my success. You say I can do better, but maybe I've done my best. I did my best on your assignment, on your test And it isn't good enough. It's never good enough. You say I can do better and life is tough … Continue reading Better