somebody who loves me in the buildin’

& the song cries, ayiti cheri

takin’ it slow

“These days fame is disconnected from excellence.”

hand on my heart: and I, I’ll never let up.

truths make for great poetry, but a crazy woman

she’s always quiet—

تفاني الرجل المسلم

so, he whispers peace down my throat—

I don’t know if you can heal from that…

blue (yes I love you) x Yellowstraps

fo lifer

4.13.24 - to infiniti .circa, jason.

Ganja burn

bongos

after Dent-de-Lion Du Midi

& sure I knew, only reason God gave me eyes was to see you.

free verse

enter at your own risk

‘til death do us part