Dear Father,
I longed to not be like you,
A monster,
Love,
Your sperm
Tag: poem
mo ti to
I was enough then, so I’ll be enough after you
iya mi
A reality far from joy; it’s my mother’s, it’s mine.
Empty words
I’m beginning to think words don’t mean shit no more
The people
Is it war?
Series 30: The classroom 10
Classroom or Hell?
Series 30: The classroom 9
Classroom or Hell?
Series 30: The classroom 8
Classroom or Hell?
Series 30: The classroom 7
Classroom or Hell?
Series 30: The classroom 6
Classroom or Hell?
Series 30: The classroom 5
Classroom or Hell?
Series 30: The classroom 4
Classroom or Hell?