Little girl lost with pretty brown eyes and baby doll lips put down your cross of self-hatred and blame. Only lonely because of your own makings, yearning to dress up in your mother’s heels to learn what WOMAN means. I plead to feel the roots of my own self-acceptance so you can finally let it all go. The pain of never knowing daddy and the tears to finally understand hurt. I’m crying out, little girl, with soft twists in her hair. Please stop hiding inside of me, drown...

He was that dude from around the way, hanging on campus offering every big booty his opulent desires. Under the Carolina sky he used carnal goods to unlock our over-nourished truths. At the start of each school year, clocking the college parties, as the drug-stained man our daddy's warned us about. But grown women do grown things, so I decided to pop that thang. He lead our first dance with the white powder. I couldn’t resist his naked propensity for dirty deeds because he offered...