
The Smallest Things
A Poem in Paragraphs I got off the 401 at Markham Road today. And I’m so used to this exit now. On mornings which
A Poem in Paragraphs I got off the 401 at Markham Road today. And I’m so used to this exit now. On mornings which
Students started filling the hallways after the afternoon bell rang. The first one. Shari, Felicia, and Nasir were all singing from the literal tip of
I want to let you know something about me. Writing has become my own therapy. I’ve googled and even went as far filling out intake
I just finished texting a friend about how dope it was to see the old Aunt Viv and Aunt Vy from The Fresh Prince of
Starbucks was my last errand. I left my condo to quickly grab two things: ground beef and a bottle of Starbucks blonde roast iced coffee.
I have grown accustomed to ordering books off of Amazon, but on this Sunday, I felt compelled to step inside a bookstore. I have this
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