Stakes Are High

One month until my first book of poetry drops, y’all. That’s right, What Us Is, my first collection of poems and essays will be available soon! You ready for a look into the twisted mind of lil ole me? Here’s a taste of what’s to come:

Stakes Are High

Stakes are high
Can’t win,
So we don’t try.
We’d rather float til we fly.

We mock the pain and
drink the drink,
we sip and swallow
fused and linked.

Ill equipped to
live life as one,
we only roll deep
we glide never run.

Silos of cool
disjointed by pain
lured by the familiar
different blood, same vein.

Dying on purpose
fading by choice
high steppin’ to nowhere
choking for voice.


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