Inside My Head, a Maze

From the moment that I wake to the second that I fall asleep, I have traversed the corners of my mind and lost myself in its maze. Much like my grand and well-planned ideas, I try to begin with some pattern of order. For example, I had a dream that instantly gave me the idea … Continue reading Inside My Head, a Maze

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Better Days

Better days Good ol’ days We’re always looking back. Top down cruisin’ Afro blowin’ Isleys on the 8 track. Bell bottom swayin’ Platforms clackin’ Awareness on the rise. Outspoken leaders Radical rebels Not afraid to show our pride. Better days Good ol’ days We’re always looking back. Racists brothers Fatherless mothers And the gov’s dealin’ … Continue reading Better Days