rivers are red
hawas are grapes
horses are strong
and my ticks are my own
not copywrite infringement
or a ireland midsummer murder
Juliet or Ophelia
she always dressed like her brother
didn't she in the first addition
what if she was both or perhaps malachi was that
a figment of birth
he lives on in Virginia
with a degree and I don't
he loves me once in a while
sees me at my absolute best
and walks out with his white privilege
she missed his heart beat
or perhaps she saw him
in her mothers stomach
covering her while the other twin wanted shelter in a hub
glowing red my papa sang to me the Quran
love at first sight
Cecelia
like glass mischka
cece the world
my first word <3
humming and protecting my aura
whatever genetic I took im proud of it
whether you're barren
or a profile away
Roswell was my home forever
in our interlude of happiness
love the cactus
I remember my home there
so shiny and brand new
but also the knowledge of my people
sag hi mi tu li mi ho
remember us originals
