Poems from TukeshaHill
It seems that Jehovah and Lucifer have compromised your passage
To no longer suffer in this life with the facade of being “okay”
Jubilation...
Relief he feels and skin tan wilmington against firm pressed lips melanin
“Yes, I’ll be your girlfriend!”
I’ve never wanted to say in...
The stars of your eyes glide over my life
Your constellations have me hypnotized
Fantasizing about your planets
I blast rocket ships into...
I believe my vote doesn’t matter.
You’d rather register a person with a gun license
Than my student ID number.
You say you need a picture,...
I am the seed birthed from two trees
That separated when I was planted
And made roots that somehow grew without water
Basked in the sun to...