If I wasn’t broken, I’d use another word Like, “capable,” But I am not and I am Grateful.

Listen to the story of how my partner and I, in life and in love, found and find each other in poetry. Link here: METAPHORIA: A Slam...

All of the boys from my hood are angry and I know their secrets. All the boys from my hood whistle when I walk by, call the boy who don’t...