i've been busy making my mind up
on the corner of 45th and Baltimore
walking in wonder
- a wandering wisher
wishing i wasn't wasting
so much time.
the secret to life
is fresh on my mind
i got it from a book
i bought for only 9.99
stuck stark in dream
for miles, so it seems
now that i understand
the weary way of things.
Womanchild, .know.love.be. Thyself.
- z.bediako
- a womanchild in a land where nothing is promised. my belly births a bundle of sounds. words live inside my head. sometimes they stay there for years. aching to marinate. i await for spices to calm them. saturate them. give them life.taste.rhythm. i share it through sound.words. i write lovepoems & politicalprose. i stay singing. i'm often laughing. and always loving.
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