Poems from JanayaB
The grass between my toes,
arms tight, knees tucked.
My reflection, a horrid sight to see.
Pitiful puddle of loneliness and sorrow,...
I am from…
I am from the reflection of the sun that glistens through my window
I am from the oldies that will roll on with me forever as...
Making Changes
It’s hard being woman in today’s times or to these niggas should I say “bitch”,
who they all want to get in bed their...