Individuality

They say that dogs don't answer back, perhaps they do,
might say: 'Where's my food, I'd like...

Shafts of sunlight
Fill my bedroom

Brightening the day

Banishing gloom.

...

I often refine life problems to weeds.
Simple weeds in the soil , spread around the fine lands of...

I like em chocolate and ain’t enough melanin in your skin
I like em slim and ya waist ain’t snatched...

divided

yes
the puzzle
pieces
are scattered
around
in an
...

I'm not your victim,
Even though I have felt pain by violent men in the past.
I am not your...

Poetry.
The flesh that covers my bones.
The air I breath that fills my lungs.
The...

What Happened
To just doing
what is
right?

What happened
to...

The mass text spoon fed
to satiate conventional wisdom
will never reach full saturation...

As above by me
Px

This is me Jose Flores trying to prove not only to myself but to you all that we are living in a prison....

Trigger moment,
That goes unspoken.
Final opportunity,
One. Last. Time.

To...

I, to mine eyes
Through orchards unafraid
Always, my thoughts travel wide
And bless...

I'm an old soul,
With a young spirit,
Living in a world,
With many who've chosen to...

If my spoon could talk what would it say
Almost certainly please don't put me away
...

Its quarter to seven on a Tuesday morn
Someone has died and someone is born
It's...

One day, I met a friend
Her voice gentle as can be
Kind words were projected
Lingered...