There comes a point, when you realize, that everything has been dramatized. They said coming in second, Means that you only lost to one...

I have an accusation. That you, Must have been the murderer. After all, your hands stained red, Your ignorance and strong will, Your...

Something I’ve seen, Something I’ve done, Something I’ve felt, Something I’ve thought, But how do I put it into words? How I’ve witnessed...

*Disclaimer, these are not poems directly about my own mother. I love her, she's the best but the poems are inspired by children who have...

To that white guy who is terrible at texting and never stops making fun of the way I say the word “three”. Part 1. I wonder if it's okay,...