W.E.B DuBois

W.E.B DuBois

growing up biracial✨ it was at this moment where i began to struggle with self-identity. am i white/black enough? why couldn’t i be both? as an adolescent, people’s comments would frustrate me and i would unconsciously do things to appease them. i just wanted to be like everyone else-i never wanted to be treated differently. [...]

she lies beside me

she lies beside me

she lies beside me tangled in expired dreams and pristine bedsheets. she sleeps, stubbornly, a question puckered beside her cheek: will my good deeds be met with a cure, to this loneliness that resides inside of me like a cold, cellar door? she tosses, she turns, she kicks, she coughs, and while i sit beside [...]

love is an illusion

love is an illusion

love is an illusion and i’ve been lost in the desert for centuries. scorpions prick at my feet yet i tread on- desperate to find my oasis, my love, my one-and-only? but what if love is a lie and i have bound myself to a lonely existence? a life of waiting by the pier, waiting [...]