PATH TO QUEENDOM
I used to consume history in high school like popsicles on a sunny day. I was intoxicated with learning what happened before my existence. My mind swelled with knowledge of how what became what and how who become who. I would go through trails in my head with the intent to get to the end […]
Sometimes I wonder if it’s better than life Not here to witness everyday let downs and despair Death You’ve taken my friend, my grandmother, and my paw paw and my uncle Why do you come so soon Why do you come in the midst of joy Death I’m sitting on my friend’s grave Wondering if […]
PATH TO QUEENDOM