forgotten, beaten, ignored

on these sidewalks crackedred paints the winding crevasses around my feet – in the deep shadows,our hands reach out to the light,but they walk by, blind. chaos on the street,crowds skirting around the dead bodykicked to the curb. the pool of blood reaches our hands,dip our fingers into holy water forgotten,rain pours down from theContinue reading “forgotten, beaten, ignored”

paint – my life

i lived in a black and white world.monochrome, i saw only two sidesof the coin – never the ends and never the folds. to me, myself was the combinationof the ugly from my parents,of white scars running deep through black souls. but, if i was the cracked, uneven sidewalk,you were the bouquet of flowers blossomingContinue reading “paint – my life”

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