I am kinda like a cactus
harmless from far away,But come to close...

Change theory is complex
it explains why people resist it...

A client sends me a message about the custom poem...
Just a self love poem to herself because she’s...

ironically, its the days that the city looks at me...
like I owe it money that I like myself the most...

Still, they are days when losing her
feels like everything but a favor God did to me...

Its been so long
stuck in the same place...

I can be
a source of inspiration...

At any given time,
this thing I feel is...

All those months
we loved...

There was another woman inside of me,
I don't know if she was worse...

what if it happens like this:
you are in a grocery store one day...

She was there before me, but I wouldn’t say I...
I can feel her too. Because I’ve been her...