Poems from tmarismith
My body was your playground. I allowed you to kiss every inch of me from the top of my head to the bottom of my feet. I let you taste the...
I'm not just scared for me, I'm scared for my brother and my nephews. I'm scared that this world we live in will never give them the...
I don't just use this pen to write words on a piece of paper
I use this pen to express my deepest emotions, all the things that way heavy...
As a dark-skinned girl or an African-American woman who is not light-skinned, I have never heard things like, “you’re pretty for a dark-...