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love should taste like–Live read

inflorescence and night-bloomer both available on Amazon!    

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inflorescence, night-bloomer

inflorescence & night-bloomer

  My bought mom these lovely flowers- I could not help but take a picture ❤ https://www.amazon.com/night-bloomer-Mecca-Amirah-Jackson/dp/1717321941/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1540910377&sr=1-1&dpID=51joGKEHghL&preST=_SY291_BO1,204,203,200_QL40_&dpSrc=srch    https://www.amazon.com/inflorescence-Mecca-Amirah-Jackson/dp/1720828369/ref=sr_1_3?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1540910377&sr=1-3&dpID=51h9sX6ebvL&preST=_SY291_BO1,204,203,200_QL40_&dpSrc=srch                

Poetry

i concede…

no greater need than to see that smile wiped off that pretty face... i concede to these emotions, these feelings that crawl up my throat and demand to be let out... i reform to be better, do better through you. you will be my canvas; your pain the paint, the horror stamped on your face,… Continue reading i concede…

Poetry

split

split between wanting and needing, it only takes one decision to take that damning last step. if i waver, will you wait? hesitancy is a virus that spread its sticky tentacles inside of me but every time the grip becomes stronger, ill chance another step...and another, and another   https://www.instagram.com/p/BmmEVE8B32T/?taken-by=amateur__poet

Poetry

paradise was a garden

paradise was a garden of comely serpents and coming-over-my-place-to-cuddle-around-noon. we were there, flowers underneath a hook-shaped moon: larger than life but tamed to a future speckled with green hues. artists, dreamers, the lovers cup that never seemed wholly full-it was a simple life, but for us... it was enough.