Before you begin reading you should know that these poems are in response to Wrath James White book titled If You Died Tomorrow I Would...

Somethings are okay to let go of. What once was and isn’t anymore causes eminence pain. Where, oh where does it come from, this thing...

I am afraid of success. I am always stressed. Keeping up appearances just to stay coherent. I have come this far. Moving away to a place...

Hear the waves crashing against the shore, getting stronger and stronger with every splash. Let them smash where they need to, let them...

Years ago, we were asked by our dads, wait a minute, we were told. We were sold. If not for money but for gold. Sit as I tell you a story...

"I'm Hispanic." "Oh really, where are you from?" "I was born in the California, but my family is from Guatemala.'" ..... "Oh, I'm from...