Category: black soul

• November 15, 2022

  My Awkward Truth: Hamburgers Please

  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 the grass to avoid sharing a…
• August 7, 2021

  A Thought: Soulful Night

  Just a passing thought… Soulful Night THE NIGHT COATS MY TREMBLING SOUL IN FOND MEMORIES OF YOU… A BITTER KISS SEPARATES ME FROM A LOVE THAT HAPPENED AGES AGO. Love always, Esha <3
• June 15, 2020

  Imprints on Silky Linen

    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…