As much as I’m not suppose to want to know I want to know What the fuck could you possibly say after everything that happened and all the time that’s past I haven’t healed from that one yet As l sit here and watch you watch me heal from all the shit that hit me before I even met you
Freedom reigned Freedom sang Freedom minimized the pain Freedom won Freedom come Freedom put away the guns Freedoms near Freedoms here Freedom crying no more tears Freedom flight Freedom fight Freedom that we know our rights Freedom us Freedom we Free to celebrate JUNETEETH
we were friends for many years we began to grow apart i started a bigger conversation she blocked me and it broke my heart.
when you try’ta run but you gotta confront it & you try’ta hide but it keeps finding you when there’s no way out then through
Made in the beautiful struggle You are here Made of light You are near Black boy. May the world know You and all Your wonders Make magic with Your body Make music with Your hands Change directions with Your feet For You are light And cannot be dimmed. Mother Nature has birthed You for a … More To the Boys and Girls
It was the Summer of 09 when I had a sexual awakening. He was younger, he was sexy, and he was full of energy. I wasn’t aware of how freaky I could be, but with him I was willing to do anything. Whenever I hear Pleasure P, I still get a little horny. I’m not … More Anywhere
Siri, play Bodies by Jazmine Sullivan! Hey loves, welcome back welcome back! Did y’all miss Misha’s Room The Podcast? I truly miss digging deeper into my poems and talking my shit with y’all too. The brilliant collaborators of Queen Media Collective came together to bring y’all some of our very own Heaux Tales! In honor … More Misha’s Room: The Streets Calling
You praise me for my features. You think that my hips and my lips are so beautiful. You rub my skin as if you’re stroking a brush on a canvas. You compliment my mind and my personality because they keep you intrigued. You even applaud me for how I carry myself most days. You adore … More Skin Deep
I still cry sometimes when I think of you.When I wrote the email. When I signed the deal.You’ve never let me settle. Never let me see myself as less than we both knew I was.I still wish to share my wins with you.To see your face light up when I share the good news.Hear you … More Good isnt Good Enough
I did not invite them in.They have transcended space and time, And here they are; who let them in? This house is not a home,But I have nowhere else to roam. They have set up shop!In my living room, bedroom, dining room —I am fed up! This must stop! This house is not a home, But I … More This house is not a home
