Poems from JamilahW
As I sit here and watch tv,
I realized thatSex sells.And I'm not talking about the continues thrust between my legs. I'm talking about sex...
I write because I have so much to say but no one to say it to. I have supportive family and friends but there is a threshold to their...
They say home is where the heart is. But what happens when you have no home to go to. Where does your heart go? So many dead trees and...
Remember when you couldn’t wait to grow up?Sneaking your mother’s makeup on while she’s at workOr, prancing around your room with shoes...