I put my daydreams on paper... https://www.amazon.com/Daydreamer-Mecca-Amirah-Jackson/dp/1796831786/ref=sr_1_1?qid=1555940146&refinements=p_27%3AMecca-Amirah+Jackson&s=books&sr=1-1&text=Mecca-Amirah+Jackson
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Tag: poetry book
The Burden Between Your Legs
ungodly might
if this is not farewell-
All 3 together
my beautiful babies 🌸🌙💫 each book are stages of my life-each possessing their own perspective and theme. i wrote inflorescence right as i was falling apart-splintering while keeping a smile on my face. night-bloomer, i was reeling from depression and learning how to cope, and daydreamer, i wrote while i was whole, healing,… Continue reading All 3 together
New edition avaliable
Hi there! I have been working on making a new edition for inflorescence and it is finally available. It's a little smaller and cheaper ❤ Click the link below: https://www.amazon.com/dp/1720828369/ref=sr_1_2?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1529509573&sr=1-2
a graveyard of shame
a graveyard of shame, is what ive become- a mouth with rows of sorrows, singing terrible in e minor, i am ghostly, i am pale, i am the willowy beast that must lament... https://www.instagram.com/p/Bi7K1c2n6aF/?taken-by=amateur__poet
i suck at painting but…
i suck at painting but im starting to get better🤷🏽♀️ i was inspired while going through my edits🌸can’t wait to share with you all https://www.instagram.com/p/BiqWqEXn1fT/?taken-by=amateur__poet https://www.amazon.com/inflorescence-Mecca-Amirah-Jackson-ebook/dp/B078NYNTRJ/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&qid=1526664052&sr=8-2&keywords=inflorescence
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.… Continue reading W.E.B DuBois
nights were once the loneliness
nights were once the lonelinesses of times until i shut my eyes and saw that the moon is always there, present, when when the sky is bright. an omnipotent being hovering over my deeds, my pleas and the rare weakness of greed; i knew that there was time to grow, to change, to allow others… Continue reading nights were once the loneliness
