A memoir in progress, about living life in unruly bodies
Don’t get it twisted I yell it, because I mean it Your job is not to change To mold To morph Your job is to love Love because of Love in spite of Love even though You don’t understand You can’t stand A future different from the one You were promised By your mind’s eye […]
MoreI like the way my dad stands When he is proud At attention Crown of his head Reaching for the sky Profound Powerful Dignified It makes me proud The way he stands His hands at his sides Chest puffed up Shoulders back A smile in his eyes He beams He humbles He honors And he […]
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