top of page

Freedom ain’t free!

My grandfather is “white” on my father’s side. I always wondered how he met my grandmother and if I come from a family of slave owners. I ask myself am I a slave masters child? somedays I don’t know and some days I don’t care to know. these days I feel ready to know.


why am I not free

because legally

I am not.


 
 

Recent Posts

See All
Depression

Depression. A black cloud envelops you. Total loss of all motivation. Even though focusing on a task helps you get out of the deep, deep...

 
 
S U I C I D E

Save yourself Kisha Save yourself Save yourself My thoughts are hurting me I want to end it I want to end it.

 
 
Let’s Make it Beautiful

Something I’d tell myself before I would disappear. Before I’d swallow the weight, unload, making it smooth, and call it poetry. How I...

 
 
bottom of page