3 haikus and an extra line.

This is what it feels like to be raised in an urban area but go to school in a rural area where literally no one understands what ur saying.

Just in case u get confused with the word “crib” (cause I know some people who get confused) I’m using it in the context of it meaning “home”.

BLACK LIVES MATTER

I’ve taken a line from Sympathy by Paul Laurence Dunbar and made a golden shovel poem. The words are at the front instead of the end of the line. The line I’ve chosen is “I know why the caged bird bea...

Rhythmic poem 🎵🎧🎶

My hair is my history. Please give it a read🙏🏾🙏🏾🥰