Women are the last people to be trusted with children. Those who have repressed their own aspirations will scarcely be tolerant of the aspirations of others. Celia Green
Camden
i was told at nine
that i had thighs
Like my grandma
a face like my aunt
had i hands like my
momma? now i walk
21 miles and an hour
to hold my father
Bougainvillea
let me grow WINGS
.TouchT.
i want to DaNCe
Fuck Me
I’m not worth shit
dead
thrown back into
worthless nutsack
I hear it over and over
again and again
mothers voice
you’re worthless.
what do I have to do?
for someone
to want me…
…He said, “I’m pretty”
Validation!
Oh yes, yes, yes, Baby!
Don’t stop!
Fuck meeeee!