ok...before you guys go congratulating me on falling in love..let me nip that in the bud lol. I wrote this for my babies, whom I love more than life.
dependent dreams of yesterday times long gone and far away how do we get to where we are bittersweet soliloquies thoughts spin in to bury me never thought I’d ever come this far
battled through my own disgrace can finally look life in the face fresh memories set root and thrive sweet breath of innocence borne of dire happenstance lets me know why I’m still alive
sadness reigns from time to time but love floods in your heart to mine angel wings of laughter carry me taste of heaven on your smile blue eyes glance once in a while motivation to live and not just be
bittersweet soliloquies dreams rush in to comfort me never thought I’d ever come this far sweet breath of innocence beheld in gaze wrought of reverence makes me glad we’re where we are
“The woman or man who is a poet, or fiction writer, or playwright, or all of these, is engaged constantly in a jazz ballet of vocabularies, passions, genders, histories, perspectives, death, love, and life. The music of revelation announces itself to
Still Living on my Feet is the follow up to Tichaona Chinyelu’s first book, In the Whirlwind, which was rooted in a sense of hard-hitting revolutionary black love. However, in this sophomore effort, Tichaona brings the revolutionary essence from deep
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