Rain In My Eyes

When I awake in the morning, Whether the skies be clear or clouded, A smile comes across my face, As I hope to be a ray of sunshine to others, Helping an elderly woman with groceries,

Being gay is like smoking, eh? Me thinks not.

When interviewed by ThinkProgress earlier this year, social conservative leader (Iowa Family Leader), Bob Vander Plaats, stated, “If we’re teaching the kids, ‘don’t smoke, because that’s a r
Cherry

Howling Like A Rabid Wolf

What we have here...is failure to communicate

Torn

If god has deserted us, then I have deserted him, When the sea runs red with swirls of anger, I will turn my head away, And no amount of praying will draw me back to you,

i don't have a name for this one (chapter 2)

why don't you read me and find out :P
Cherry

Nevaeh

My first day on the run brings me to a pit-stop café beneath a haloey sign that radiates a promise of pancakes and milkshakes

i dont have name for this one (chapter 1)

Chapter 1

Ekpang Nkukwo

Ekpang Nkukwo is a native dish in Ibibio land. And in the whole wide world, Ekpangkukwo is the poet's favourite food.

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