#PoemADay No.66: Don't Waste Her Time

“She is light, but she wants more out of life than nursing internal bruises…”

#PoemADay No.65: I. Don't. Care.

"I refuse to work now so I can live later.

#PoemADay No.58: Ignorant.

"It's the same cycles, the same nonsense, the same misdirections, the same conquest, just a different Columbus, Old Jim Crow, New Jim Crow..."

#PoemADay No.55: Good Friday

"...don't fret, issa win-win. ‘Cause as you can see, I am clearly not dead."

#PoemADay No.49: So Far Gone

"Our pain is no longer novel. It is no longer surprising."

"What good is a wise man who walks past a blind man and tells him to watch where he’s going?"