...I wonder what it feels like to be human

I climb to the highest heights

with no fear.

Because no matter how many times I fall,

I land.

DON*T LOSE SIGHT …

A MESSAGE FROM

by: Kpierre

This poem was the type of poem that took your breath away

This poem

didn’t rely

on its outer beauty

This poem didn’t care about its lines,

its

layout,

nor

its

length

This poem

This poem was a rare poem this poem

This poem had the ability to make you eat its words

This poem arranged its words,

its core,

in a way that

you had to read it

Letter for Letter

Cuz if you read this poem too fast,

this poem would stop you in your tracks,

make you forget your breath,

and leave you

The Dream Weaver

PRIDE ‘23

“Beautiful People, Places, & Things”

WASHINGTON SQUARE PARK, NYC

i s l a n d Boy

Telepathic.text./earth 🌎

He Slept.

D I S T R A C T I O N S

“Out of The Picture Now”

Metamorphosis

Not Like The Others

⛓Breaker of Chains⛓