28.
This was the first poem I wrote in my 28th year as I began to reflect on life (or lyfe). The poem was written at two different moments....
And put yourself out there. #27
What I learned from my poetry blog experiment of whatever Love yourself. And put yourself out there. All of it, girl. Because Why not? <3
#26
Pride.
#25
keys wallet phone the only thing i'm missing is my hair tie. and i'm pretty sure i left it on the dance floor. <3
#24
We talk about her braids our boos rent composting what it’s like to move in with people sunglasses double bagging grocery store plastic...
Adulting. #23
It comes in waves Gratitude and Resentment it's a tricky seesaw I'm pretty sure this what people call Adulting. my neck (hurts) my back...