releasing & growing

poetry allows me to purge and process. its how I breathe.

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I grew up around women who were never enough,Men would call them “too much” women,Women who adorned themselves in gold,would use the higher power in libation to bless themselves and partners,But it was never enough,These women who dressed their hair in flowers,who swung their hips to the heat of the summer,Casbalanca would be hidden between […]