I don’t need textbooks to teach me about life,
I live it every day.
I don’t need proper grammar to get my point across,
I communicate with the images that I create.
I don’t need money to get beautiful things,
I make them with my ideas.
I don’t need you to believe in me,
That’s what I’m here for.
I don’t need friendship, love, pride, or acceptance , for in the midst of hate, fury, loneliness, abandonment, self-pity, and the ugliness of reality,
I create something beautiful...
Art.
Contraband Marriage, traveling along the hemline of loving after incarceration, is a love story written in lyric and free form, set in reality with a different ever after.