tea time

tea time 🍵 mini-poetry book splurge 2 Fish- Jhene Aiko Depression & Other Magic Tricks by Sabina Benaim     Advertisements

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jan-feb 2018 mini-book haul

As of my 2018 poetry book purchases, I bought these two little beauties ❤ –Depression and Other Magic Tricks by Sabrina Benaim –2 Fish by Jhene Aiko Efuru Chilombo   I am so excited to read these books! I remember watching Sabrina Benaim preform “Explain Depression to my Mother” and I was immediately hooked. Not […]

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will-o-wisps and fireflies

will-o-wisps and fireflies, i thought with time, those memories would stop taunting me at night. same pain, different face, a pattern that i am determined to break, i am still hoping for better days • • • click the link my book: 

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so lonely

do you ever feel so lonely that even crying seems pointless? why waste tears for an audience of one? what’s the point in wallowing in the depthless pool of loneliness when there is no one to save you from drowning? misery loves company but loneliness feeds on the numbness, the silence; the sheer noiselessness is […]

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never again

i am no longer me; i lost her. i fought hard, for her. i tried to protect her. she’s gone now. lost in a self-inflicted tragedy, will she ever enjoy writing again?

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melancholy/misery/drowning

melancholy settles on the tongue like syrup. misery is thick and heavy, like soup. weighed down by these emotions, i am drowning… @amateur_poet

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discarded

i never dreamed of him; even in my nights, i sought to escape him. my days were a sophomoric fantasy; reality too fractured for me, i created a world where it was okay to be so mistreated, neglected, a star lost in the bleakness of night, without the sight of a fanning tree, i crumbled […]

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Pain, Love, Depression, and Joy

  “Everyone has written about pain; what makes it unique to you?” My pain is early, unbeknownst to my psyche until I became misinformed and mislead through others ambivalence. My pain levitates in the middle of two races. My pain is centuries long, my pain is past skin, hair, features, curves. My pain flickers and […]

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