Be my fly
If you were a fly
I want to be your spoil meat
Send your proboscis in my tender blue-black skin
Allow the juice to ooze from within
My stench may rise
But have no pride
Once you are a fly
I want to be spoil meat
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Nadine Thomas
My name is Nadine Thomas. I am from Jamaica. I attend Claflin University in South Carolina. I have been writing dialect poetry from twelve years old where I started to compete in The Jamaica Cultural Development Commission. Moving to school in America has inspired me to write and perform English pieces and I also competed in the SCSTA.
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