I had a good day today. Productive. Kinda. If I call editing my blog and getting ready for my next performance (kinda) good. And I do. And now I am sleepy thank God and am ready for bed. I am shooing the worries floating around me away. The worry over money over sleep because I'm tired of waking up at 3am over weight over poetry and what's next over my son because I'm a mother and it doesn't seem to stop. Breathe Jaha. Breathe.
But enough. Goodnight y'all. I love you. I do
Black ass poems. Black ass stories. Black ass art. Black ass life. Black ass love. Black ass hate. Black ass parenting. Black ass depression. Black ass mania. And other stuff too.
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