Category: black soul

My Awkward Truth: Hamburgers Please

by Esha Montgomery, posted in bite, black, black soul, change, cold, color, day, die, feeling, feelings, grass, hamburger, happiness, happy, Hunger pains, lonely, love, pain, people, realities, reality, realize, relief, run, smell, social, soul, speak, Today, tomorrow, warmth, world

Photo by Jonathan Borba on Pexels.com There is one thing I love more than anything. Nothing can compare. All day at any time I think of it. It is a constant feeling of relief to a troubled soul. In a world where being Black is difficult. People judge me before I speak. They walk in … Continue reading My Awkward Truth: Hamburgers Please

Imprints on Silky Linen

by Esha Montgomery, posted in black soul, blend in, brown, choke hold, coco, Eshadapoet, eyebrow, freestyle poetry, holes, imprint, laser removal, love, missing, moles, poem, poems, poet, poetry, silky linen, skin, teary eyed, turkey pot pie, Uncategorized, vanity

  Imprints on Silky Linen    that there mark is from me trying to be grown before my time  getting holes punched into flesh’s concrete trying to look a little older  so people stop carding me 12 piercings in... and i still look 15    what is love without touch?  you can get close to … Continue reading Imprints on Silky Linen