about me...

I am a heroine addict’s heiress
A drunk female’s long walk home
A divorcee’s child waiting to be picked up on the weekend
I come from streets that are baptized in saliva
Forgotten forts and projects named after plantation owners
Gunshot scars are better than good grades
Desperation is as common as a crackhead’s hope in the middle of the night
You to me are a stranger’s stare
My fury is just waiting for the right moment