2020 presented to us a box, tied with a big red bow every month
Creative
Rain or Shine
Tears stream down ever so freely — salty and tart
for grey clouds are my life’s emblem
Of death and hope
Is it a crime, to fight, for what is mine?Everybody’s dyin’ tell me what’s the use of tryin’ Only God can judge me – Tupac Shakur The recent…
Chadwick Boseman
The loss of Chadwick Boseman at such a young age, at the prime of his career, is still hard to fathom. To many, he still remains The Black…
My Mother
I come home weeks after graduating at the top of my class to find my mother staring intently at her home screen. Mouthing words, she says carefully, “Give…
Redemption
I was broken Hurt Hopeless Guilt raided my thoughts Fear tore at my heart I was a slave to myself. Just when I was drowning in the sea…