![]() UptownA Poem by Rae
The streets felt like home because I was my only home
and they were mean to me and I was mean to myself I studied. We laughed with teeth out. The buildings sang. To say we did not feel was like saying we deserved to die. People said we deserved to die. But her n*****s were my feminine experience. She bit at my neck like I was cloudless. I felt God in n*****s, And to say I was not spiritual was like saying I deserved to die and maybe I did, because God is not real but two mouths on each other's salt is. To say I was like the ocean in my youth was like saying I deserved to live. Maybe I deserved to live. © 2016 Rae |
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2 Reviews Added on April 12, 2016 Last Updated on April 13, 2016 Author![]() RaeSeattle, WAAbout18 years old. NYU student and tea enthusiast. Writing means the world to me; feel free to give reviews and help me greater improve. Writing has always been my escape, especially poetry. Life experie.. more..Writing
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