Wear my poetry. On your skin. Recite parts of me. On your stretch marks. Carry my sensuality. On your tongue. Speak. Only about us. Of my Ubuntu lips. Sun kissing. Hot. Seductive breathing. Breathe in. Our moments. In every line. Surprise me ... Tell your father you aren't his. Anymore. Pack your belongings. Recite me. [...]



i know of a boy. who became a man. hijacked by responsibility. gaslighted. slowly dying. from his own mistakes. Your pregnancy was unexpected. My mind was warped. By the labyrinth of your hips. Lust. I felt it. Serenading. Your breasts. With my tongue. No protection. Bitch. You said. You took the pills. I thought contraceptives. [...]

The Brave Mister

    I come in many shapes and sizes. To some, I am a man of charisma; the kind that stifles fear and electrifies the will. To others, I am the biggest loser; the man with a balding sense of humour. To the art of words, I am her brave Mister; the fool that tried [...]


You surrender your name, To men that capture its vowels, & masturbate, To the spell of you, Rebecca. You recite your beauty, To men that memorize your cleavage, & climax, To the end of you, Rebecca. You sketch your worth, To men whose iris measures, The energy of your hips, sexual, & contemplate, & fornicate, [...]

Of Rapists & Victims: II

Read the first of the series here. She walks through, Roads filled with street signs and scars, Of graffiti and tattoos on walls, Sex symbols and misery in red, RRUUN, She knows not to stay, She knows not to become one with the darkness of the night, She knows not, Of prostitutes and pimps that [...]