“My attitude is straight stank like a woman’s public bathroom For treating my trust like a child  who shitted out their Fruit-of-a-loom,             “Violence was not my wake up call, but violence will be its end Her fuck up upon my...

I used to write poetry on hiddenIt was my shelter from the rainMy favorite pupThat comforted me on sad daysNow I am taking my puppy for a walkSome people like itSome do notAll of a sudden I have thoughtsFor...