Poems from AhrayaJ
I am a tree.
My torso resembles that of a trunk, carved perfectly and sturdy enough
To support my body. My head is the head of a tree. My...
Thick, tangled, and twisted my roots of African American history are deep. There are stories within my kinks and curls. The rhythm of my...
Writing poetry helps me capture my emotions
They are like marbles being scattered across the floor; they are difficult to spot.
Writing...