Poem: Forget Me In the Headlines

You forgot my name already, Reduced me to my complexion. My skin, Mahogany, Caramel, Umber, Means I don’t have a story. My body, Riddled with bullets, Beaten, Raped, Stolen, Cold, Lies within the earth. My spirit, Trapped. Justice, Non-existent. I had a purpose. I have a name. You don’t use my name. To you, My life had no value. My headline doesn’t sell papers. It … Continue reading Poem: Forget Me In the Headlines

The Things I Didn’t Say

I spend a lot of time sleeping because it’s better than looking into your face or looking at myself and seeing disappointment. I feel confused and alone. You never listen to me. I understand what you’re going through, more than you know. Those times where I hurt myself weren’t all accidents. I feel like a mansion infested with termites. I know you’re angry. I can’t … Continue reading The Things I Didn’t Say