Poems from yokonotono
My identity came with those around me because the ink cartridges on my skin weren’t enough
I am not black like the other black boys and...
Her heart seemed to of thudded against the floor
I looked at her
Her mouth agape and a string of blood
Slowly drips from her mouth
To the...
Kissing in the dark is what we do when we can't find the right words
I don't really know where to go from here but my stomach feels broken...
My friend is suffering from a broken heart
And sometimes she doesn’t let it show
But I can see it when no one else looks
Or maybe she...
I haven’t written a happy poem for weeks
Probably because i’m not really into happiness anymore
Except in the mornings
When he loops his...