*Trigger Warning: mentions miscarriage* This was one of (if not) the hardest poems to write, and also perform. I remain humbled by the way it's been received over the years. "Letters to My Unborn"Created for me by Bean (IG: @afrobeani) "LETTERS TO MY UNBORN"Dear Angel, this morning I spent an hour just staring into the… Continue reading “Letters to My Unborn” by Anesia
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Moon Child
Child of the Moon, Radiant and luminous, Super incandescent In all that you undertake. You complete your cycles, Despite not always feeling whole. Often overlooked In your crescent mood 󠇯— Scorned at for being wild. Unclouded, Even the stars are eclipsed By your effulgence. R. K
Love Tastes Like
Love tastes like a snowflake gently landing on soft lips. Like the kiss shared in the midst of a thunderstorm. Pineapple flavored tongues exploring every crevice. Love is the taste of two souls interweaving for the first time.