Poems from agath1
"Make America Great Again"
For who?
The rich, white, Christian men?
The promise that made some cheer and others fear,
for they knew their...
We've all played this game before,
I recall a specific time, and back then I thought it was a bore.
It was seventh grade and our teacher...
Who am I?
How the hell am I supposed to know?
For 17 years I was told who to be and where to go.
Things have changed, I’m and adult now (or...
Defintion of flawless: without any blemishes or imperfections; perfect.
Well, Beyonce begs to differ.
It's an outdated notion I choose to...
How my hair looks effortlessly chic: a french braid and sore arms.
How I stay calm: a journal filled with slander.
How my skin stays so...