Written: 9/19/17 Published: 11/29/18 I used to be jealous of the girls that got ‘knocked-up’ in their teens. I used to want to be the one who struggled through life yet barely got above their parent’s income. I used to wish That I was homeless, poor, black, or uneducated. I used to yearn for a struggle that was unlike […]
In leu of a long blog post this week, I have scavenged through my writings over the past year or so and have found a fictional poem I wrote for a class my Freshman year. Enjoy! Oh, and happy 4th to those in the USA! Written 9/23/17; Posted 7/5/18 The moment I saw him, my life flashed before my eyes.