Poetryslave songs—2020
lawd we march lawd we chant lawd we pray lawd i sing the body to a hemorrhage i sing "the fires are not my…
Poetryu&me
. . . 1. . it's not like we'll be here foreverwe must give thanks for the blistersthanks for the tarps we hide underfor…
Poetrypeep show politics
don't look now we be at the bottom of the hole with the butterflies and pony shit they taught us to shoo gnats when…
Poetrylemme say this while ain’t nobody lookin’
things get whittled down to winners and losers the prizes for naught 'cepting participation 'cause we all find ourselves lost with nothing to kick…
Poetryall natural zero calorie existence
cutouts i am beautiful pale museum quality bone i don't speak of the things that were cut away boxed in the garage or hung…
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