Poetry
By D.T. When I heard my man got kill Something like brother I ain’t believe when I hear Man I couldn’t think straight. The hurt I felt I cry tears…
By D.H. I’m confined within a place Where there’s no such thing as right The days are always dark and gloomy Like there’s no such thing as light Respect…
By L.B. This is a color that done so much for me good and bad. It made me have a deep hate for red. It gave and took so…
By A.R. How do I start my life story? Should I start when I popped out my Mother in 1994 or do I start on the day when my…
Dedicated to the struggle: It was a time to realize that Mom or Dad can’t do this with you when you know you in like the wind that’s when it…