Photo by Matheus Bertelli on Pexels.com Every since my Daddy died... it seems like everybody got their own thang going on. And everybody doing me bogus. But deep deep down, I like the transparency! So call me the bounce back kid. My aspirations started off small but my heart is big. So let the thunder … Continue reading Boiled Over
To say, I been in the house a lot lately is an understatement. But I remember the hot house parties and the small dance floors and it makes me want to write. This is a poem from my up and coming book. I hope you love it! Dance Party the old deteriorating building erupted with … Continue reading Dance Party
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