Poems from brooklyngrae
dreams
are at the very seams
of who i am
i imagine what i want
and i make it real
i can feel
what i’ve sown in my mind
i’ve reaped every...
hi
hello
is this thing on?
do you see me?
can you hear me?
maybe I'm not speaking clearly
let me back it up
slow it down
President Hoover...
this is for my sisters
wounded in the fight
who lost parts of themselves
to the other side
who’s agonized cries
went unheard
because they’...