Whispers travelled like a wild fire
Her rise to power was a result of her
lifting her legs,
I look at you, my eyes tear up
I am caught between the love
I have for you and the self hate
that overwhelms my heart
There are days I’ve thought
of dangling in the skies
like a pendant on a King’s wall
for all to see and shame.
Life has dealt me a bad card
and yet here I sit. I fight
not for my soul but for
you to maybe have it
better than I
by Liz Kilili
Spells
Why won’t she believe me when
I say that I really like her?
Why won’t she believe the
Honest words that come from within?
I die every night
I die. My mind dies, my soul rises,
I die. feelings and thoughts no
longer imprison me in my body
My soul awakens out of my body
It runs into unconquered lands,
